this morning #218.

this morning, on a mattress on the edge of the roof of his apartment building, he & his best friend passed a skinny blunt back & forth while the city woke up around them. it was a cool, sunny day & they weren’t about to sleep on it. in other words, he was ready to take a long, heavy nap but his friend said “jump” & he said “how high?” plus, he was super high & highly suggestible & to be blunt, his friend really did have quite the day laid out for the two of them. by the time he finally curled up in bed that night, he’d have thrown his tag up in neighborhoods across the city. when he wasn’t doing that, ERASERFACER was just a eighteen-year-old kid trying to impress anyone he could.