Dry County Blues
Lonoke County, Arkansas:
where every day is a
rainy Sunday
and the bottles and cans
from Pulaski
float
down the ditches
clueless
as Baby Moses
in his basket
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aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh.
ReplyDeleteyou fucking Beat.
i am drunk
but appreciative
of this poem.
Not a word wasted. Lovely. :)
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