The police drop off some guy from their squadcar, 9 am
At the corner of this park. He's mumbling, a clear plastic bag holding his possessions.
A tweaker, who's to say. The homes around have overflowing wino bins of glass.
He joins my picnic
(As pack my nighttime gear to depart.)
Table. I depart
9-30-22
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