happy holydays

She was dozing in the store front recess,
wedged in by cardboard.

The scumnut ducked into the same doorway and let loose a stream of urine inches from her feet.

Her flattened boxes and blankets absorbed most of his waste,
while workers rushing home employed the blind eye.

He zipped up and pulled out a glass pipe.
Still hunched over, he heated up the bowl,
hit it and marched.

He left behind a crystal cloud of speed smoke,
which caused the homeless woman
to open and close an eye,

on the eve of Christmas, 2oo7.