beached by a crumbling clutch
halfway between Podunk
and Bumfuck this town
makes me
edgy
two bars, two churches,
a Piggly Wiggly, they drive
pickup trucks my leathers
spook the waitress
three days and the sky
hasn't changed at all
maybe it never does. I
play darts drink beer walk
my dog way into the night
way out of town
where the same cop stops
in the same spot each time
asking if I need a ride
back
what I need is
overnight parts delivery
and a mechanic
who can get me the fuck
out of here
before my boots root deep and I end
up popping out redneck brats
for some local who will
call me his old lady and
trade our foodstamps for
beer money instead of
going to the Piggly Wiggly
where, this week, ground round
is a buck fifteen
which is a good deal, I think,
if it's good ground round
