Every Drug is Adderall
I hand him a pill, I havent heard anything he’s said for the past hour, hour and a half. I drank 9 cups of coffee this morning and now his beard is freaking me out. His mouth is moving and I see his teeth pressed into gums like remnants of a bloodletting, spires of ivory that dig deep, red into red.
I think he asked me what pill this is.
“Dont you know? Every drug is a specie of amphetamine. Weed is slowed-amphetamine, Coke is amped up, like a neon sign, shaved heads, tall and black suits. Alcohol is confusing-amphetamine.”
I still cant hear him…
“A long time ago we signed a blood-contract with Amphetamines, maybe when we were still little microplastics in our own blood, in our skin, and we swore alliance, spit in the hand, everything. Whenever you take amphetamines, you fulfill that contract. I cant read the language anymore, so I dont know what we get, on our side of the-”
I wake up in the snow and my hands feet and nose are red. I have no shirt on but im not very cold……