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uncle willie’s travelin’ roadshow
Jack Henry
rolling through day light -
ambiguous storm clouds
litter pale blue skies
& thunder impacts
a final crescendo
as the road calls
3000 miles from home
washinton’s burning
thick honey sunsets
skies too heavy yet
nothing will fall
maryland makes me smile
people seem friendly
a prostitute spreads
her wings and
i feel like captured bait
angels lay in heaps
along black asphalt highways
their wings in tatters
they used to cry to heaven
but tears have all dried
jersey’s a hormone
pulsing through my black blood
veins -
ocean city flashback in
room 23
new york, a blur, wistful contemplation -
only time for
pissing and
a forty oz. malt liquor
hudson valley melodies
linger thick across my lips
connecticut surprises
middletown beatitudes
i read to save my life
but nearly slit my throat
there’s passion and fire
in the midst of millions
they burn the fantastic
and i’m suddenly alone
back down the turnpike
90 miles per hour
plus and climbing
virginia is a bad handjob
from a hag in the corner
she’s got no teeth, no vision
but a five’s all i got
nine minutes until sunrise
when i bump back to
los angeles
i gather my bag
and make sure i kiss the dust