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Small Towns: ode (Keatsian)
For what it’s worth, most places on a map merely exist as clots in highway veins: mere wisps of web for speed or tourist traps, perhaps historic, where that sense remains. At thirty thousand feet that’s how they look: just … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, cycles, English ode, Keatsian ode, maps, ode, perception, poetic forms, small towns
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One Horse Town
Lucky it’s a one-horse town: it cuts down on the horse-shit; but watch your walk, you’re bound to step in some. And any fool can tell you there’s no trick to finding trouble; it comes up on you ugly, mean … Continue reading
This Place
Everything about this place just tends to bring me down; I look into the mirror and see one more hopeless clown. The people on the street have a sad tendency to frown and no one wants to be the only … Continue reading
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Tagged communication, depression, disillusion, fear, isolation, small towns
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The World is a Small Town
Don’t want much, but that’s all right Nothing much happens here on Saturday night Get laid, get drunk, get in a fight Maybe all three Maybe at the same time Don’t need nothing, but that’s OK Nothing much here to … Continue reading
Posted in Poems, Statements
Tagged expectations, happiness, history, individuality, limitations, maturity, small towns
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Stretched at the Seams
I’m living in a small, rural town again. It may have a university campus smack dab in the middle of it, but face it: Natchitoches, Lousiana is not a center of urban sprawl. I’ve lived in small rural towns before. … Continue reading
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Tagged adjustment, communication, ignorance, relationships, rural living, small towns
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Undertown
There’s nothing much that’s happening here in Undertown since they closed the old refinery and sent those pink slips ’round; Down at Cheaters they’re still drinking, but the jukebox plays the sound of old frustrations. It’s been fourteen years and … Continue reading
Posted in Poems, Songs, Statements
Tagged boredom, disillusion, frustration, isolation, pointlessness, small towns, unemployment
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Just One More Night
Leaning out the doorway with a joint in my hand Holding up the wall so the illusion can stand The ground it never comes up on you just the way you plan But it’s all right, sometimes Looking out the … Continue reading
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Tagged acceptance, boredom, frustration, recordings, small towns
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