we swallowed
the
pills
he
took
from
a
strangers purse
& when dawn came
it flashed me
like a subway perv
& i found myself
loaded & implausible
on the rubber slabs & bark chips
of a stark playground scene
cackling at the primary colours
of all the swings & slides
& at the browns
the browns
of the logs
of the climbing frame wood
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