SOUTHERN DISCOMFORT

(’78) In the old days, I used to travel a
lot on business.
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-Tanker truck, trailer truck,
freeway day,
in Tobaccoland, Richmond, VA.

-Went about the city
with all the obvious symptoms
of homesickness…
protruding anxiety,
while L.A.-watching,
from a distance.

-Sit in my aesthetic, synthetic,
Holiday Inn,
with nothing to do but
scratch my ass,
to offer an itching index,
relief…

-On Route 95,
a funeral procession…

-Looks like the Marlboro Man
smoked one too many.

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