drinking airline orange juice
in this intentional community
of perfidy and profundity
the janitorial staff is striking
out into the arterial road
of the neighborhood in which I was raised
"you have a remarkable voice"
I fingered the body panel on the CTS
and the clearcoat pitting played like a record
The man who tinted my first car
later threatened physical violence
because we prank called him
I didn't go to Franklin for weeks
but I listened to Pat's violent encouragement
and returned for a milkshake
Tennesseans are always surprised by the heat
and I suppose we all do forget
the sting of death
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