Before pissing and a swollen throat.

fruit-seller barber newspaper vendor

the 2nd and 3rd streets are glowing just like yesterday

a man fell last night of his bike

I watched as men gathered around and I stopped my bike

next to that man’s

a hole had formed on one side of his hard head

he could hardly get up

and once he got up, the first thing he did was look straight at the spot where he had fallen

and then he adjusted his spectacles, they got dirt on them

‘What happened?’ asked a man to him

‘Nothing. I don’t know,’ said the man as he was helped to a corner

of the 2nd and 3rd street

a car followed, a boy was driving

fear on his face, he could shit right there

he got down, was pushed to the same corner

he spoke no word and looked all around like a newborn,

only with bewilderment

all the men moved from everywhere else to that corner

and the cussing and yelling followed

just like the last time when something like that had happened

I started my bike and rode off to my usual bar

and I luckily found a good enough spot to sit and drink

for the remaining night.

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