Tuesday, December 20, 2022

Southern Style


false claims, rock the boat

we hide our feelings inside

the thoughts of others,

letting them troll outsiders

who bear witness against

false gods...  we sense a

tragic ending when there

is no tragedy at all...  we

wonder if Shakespeare was

the only one who saw the

truth being lived out on the

streets of his town... we hail

the taxis that take us home,

knowing they will not wait

to take us into town in the

morning...  our city life is

replace by a rural one and

we see ourselves as a new

brand of redneck...  we 

cuss the lifestyle, knowing

its pure and innocentt traits

will never be our own...

the moon weeps for its

missing stars and those

in the opposite hemisphere

are glad they don't have one.


13 December 2022


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