Celtics Sam

Celtics Sam is no African, Jamaican, nor Latin American
He has more blonde dreads and beads than a Bronx undercover vice cop
He wears a green basketball sleeveless top
With more bracelets than a Mardi Gras drunken, horny, Voodoo witch
He slurs and mumbles wisdom like a snitch
Sam can not have two consecutive thoughts
He's too busy scoring drugs in all the nearby abandoned lots
People on the Hill
ask him how he has been and
If he's here to stay
to which he proudly answers
"Hey man, I've been away
surfing the coast and the beaches of Monterey Bay
A Quincy born wannabe surfer with a strong southie accent
He sits at the local diner, whispering an unknown prayer that begins and ends with amen
His lunch, after all, is always a bottle of tequila, burritos, tacos, or a bowl of ramen