6 am

6 am

I needed nicotine

i got down from my flat

there was only two shops opened

mine was not opened

I am very particular about

from where i buy my things

like a thin black drug user

in hollywood movies

who is very particular about his supplier

i just dont smack

anything just like dat

So i waited for my shop to open

the owner came in yellow shirt smiling

behind his thick black moustache

greeting me “Oye Ronit”

D or T, he doesnt care...

he pulled up the shutter

and the first thing i saw inside the shop

was the thing that said “STAY FREE”

in big bold letters

and in smaller letter

it said “SECURE”

and i suddenly envied those girls, ladies, women

who get to use something that say “stay free”

What a luck a man has

we get things that say “Just do it”

and who knows where against the wall

or in the bushes of thorns...

i got my nicotine

with a free poem in my mind

and came back whistling