YOUNG MAN

Shit the last time I saw him he smelled like a walking bud. Boy should Febreze his ass. And what’s worse was he was out lookin’ for Chakira his baby mama’s girl he’s already been under house arrest cops take a whiff of him searching for a minor he’ll be back in jail… He only deals in top shelf now. Medicinal grade. But I heard about the Manor the halfway house some guys I know took over the business after Joey’s supply dried out with that vet. Gotta watch that shit though ain’t what it used to be they keep trying to stay one step ahead keepin’ it legal that it ain’t even the same compound anymore the shit can fuck you up cause seizures the original stuff only’s sold on the dark net now the black markets and even that shit will knock you off your ass I never got paranoid after smokin’ spice it’s synthetic and it feels synthetic makes you feel guilty like you’re doing something wrong one hit of that fluff and you feel fear but it’s like green crack you want more because you never get that stoned on regular weed… Ya those boys made a small fortune. Far as I know they still only have urine drug screens for a couple of the older strains hell if I had that shit back when I was in the service I coulda made a small fortune too…

The old man and young man look as the mail truck turns onto the road leading to the housing. It swerves around the pot holes and pulls up to the line of post office boxes in the far corner of the lot next to Rural King. The mail man gets out with his key and unlocks the back of the boxes. He looks up for a moment at the approaching clouds and throws mail in the slots quickly.

OLD MAN

Ya it’s amazing what you see in hindsight. Whether or not you’re paying attention because you think it’s about you when really it isn’t because people will talk about you in passing just to make conversation with whoever else they’re with you just come to mind and the funny thing is if you happen to hear maybe it tells you how they see you which tells you a little bit how they see the world and that depends on their identity but really the truth is you bypass all that just like them and focus on what they had to say about you and just like them it depends how you see your world your identity… And ya it’s like a drug. Some things make you feel fear. Other things make you feel pleasure. And we like to think we have some control over that but we really don’t…

YOUNG MAN

Think you got any mail?

OLD MAN

Hell no… All I get is junk and other people’s junk… You know ol’ Shadrach wouldn’t have torn her up if he’d just got her fixed.

YOUNG MAN

They never act right after that. Especially if you declaw them. They just fluff up and get big and fat and sit around and do nothing… They don’t run off though.

OLD MAN

Use a Q-tip.

YOUNG MAN

A Q-tip? What for?

OLD MAN

I woman I lived with once told me about it. She had a cat she didn’t get fixed and it used to drive her nuts when she was in heat. Mewed at her constantly wanting to be let out. So she took a Q-tip and shoved it up there and moved it around. Said the cat mewed real loud stuck her butt up in the air with her tail pointed but it seemed to do the trick.  She shut up.  Gave her what she needed I guess…

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