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REDNECK HAIKUS
And oldie but a goody. For Jim Bohannon:
OPTIONS
Unemployment’s out.
Hey, maybe I kin git on
Disability.
BEAUTY
Naked in repose
Silvery silhouette girls
Adorn my mudflaps
REMORSE
A painful sadness
Can't fit big screen TV through
Double-wide's front door
BLAZE
Distant siren screams
Dumb-ass Verne's been playing with
Gasoline again
A NEW MOON
Flashlights pierce darkness
No nightcrawlers to be found
Guess we'll gig some frogs
ALONE
Seeking solitude
Carl's ex-wife Tammy files for
Restraining order
DESIRE
Damn, in that tube-top
You make me almost forget
You are my cousin
OFFERINGS
Tonight we hunger
Grandma sent the food money
To Robert Tilton
DRAMA
Set the VCR
Dukes of Hazzard Marathon
At 9 O'Clock
DEPRIVED
In WalMart toy aisle
Wailing boy wants rasslin' doll
Mama whups his ass
IMPOUNDED
Sixty-five dollars
And cyclone fence keep me from
My El Camino
GATHERING
In the morning mist
Mama scans Circle K for
Moon Pies and Red Man
HUNGER
My shotgun misfires
Loaded with soggy birdshot
No squirrel for lunch
MOTHER AND CHILD
Crusted in boogers,
Baby has Kool-aid stained face
Only Mama loves.
OPTIONS
Unemployment’s out.
Hey, maybe I kin git on
Disability.
BEAUTY
Naked in repose
Silvery silhouette girls
Adorn my mudflaps
REMORSE
A painful sadness
Can't fit big screen TV through
Double-wide's front door
BLAZE
Distant siren screams
Dumb-ass Verne's been playing with
Gasoline again
A NEW MOON
Flashlights pierce darkness
No nightcrawlers to be found
Guess we'll gig some frogs
ALONE
Seeking solitude
Carl's ex-wife Tammy files for
Restraining order
DESIRE
Damn, in that tube-top
You make me almost forget
You are my cousin
OFFERINGS
Tonight we hunger
Grandma sent the food money
To Robert Tilton
DRAMA
Set the VCR
Dukes of Hazzard Marathon
At 9 O'Clock
DEPRIVED
In WalMart toy aisle
Wailing boy wants rasslin' doll
Mama whups his ass
IMPOUNDED
Sixty-five dollars
And cyclone fence keep me from
My El Camino
GATHERING
In the morning mist
Mama scans Circle K for
Moon Pies and Red Man
HUNGER
My shotgun misfires
Loaded with soggy birdshot
No squirrel for lunch
MOTHER AND CHILD
Crusted in boogers,
Baby has Kool-aid stained face
Only Mama loves.
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