‘ us — ? there ain’t an us, habib. think we’re alike just ‘cause we had a li’l love affair with the same lady ? think that means you know me ? you don’t know shit. look at you. ’
he makes even more of a point to KEEP looking, demanding eye contact, unmoved and unfazed. lip curls in derision, sour contempt, no sympathy to spare. you’d think he could find room for compassion but that’s not the way it works. compassion is earned. a privilege, not a right.
‘ jonesing for a fix ‘n blamin’ everybody but yourself. you gotta grow up, cochise — nobody put a gun to your head ‘n forced your pathetic ass to start using. ’
he flicks the lit cigarette down, spark and ash hitting pavement near the instep of kris’ shoe.
‘ so what happened, huh ? ’ it’s low and brash. cold. ‘ your moms not give you enough TLC, or was pops just more of a hands - on type ? ’
‘ man, fuck you. ‘
eye contact is an act of trust, intimacy unlikely to be feigned in the face of venomous interaction. it’s moronic in a certain capacity —- the willingness with which he’s able to dish out certain and intentional irreparable harm in the form of poison-kissed syllables, though unwilling and incapable of receiving negative response in return. words cut, immediate downcast of erratic shifts in eye following in suit. confrontational to wicked degree by nature, unmistakable exacerbation comes with the unwavering abuse of crystal.
‘ is that what they teach you in 5-0, narc, i’m such a good, and untouchable, and law-following asshole school ? to push your own stuffed down shit on everyone else ? they brainwash you ! ‘
arches of shoe remains rise and fall, elevating thighs in an inconsolable bounce —- knowingly unique to the suffocation of beginnings of comedown. even rows of teeth expose, incisors lodging themselves within quivering lips. words unspoken laze in hesitation atop a serpent tongue, arms folding in pathetic attempt to conceal a heaving chest. anger, bordering on psychosis, holds constant, eyes momentarily gathering their last inflation of confidence from the high, flickering upward, blank and dilated. unblinking.
a question delivered as a statement. an inference. an unspoken conclusion based on a mentality irrevocably skewed in logic —-
