–upon reading phrases from Tom Robbins!
It’s a sun a-setting matter now,
In this side of utopia for the few.
Hearts melded into the heat,
Arms bare, let her body roll down,
While the neighbors make note of compromise.
The South is good enough
Of dirt and drug
Of beauty
Of spilt knees in the mud, down here
Never taking care of me instead of us.
We are all here serving the nasty fellow
The cast to our skins changing back
The torn sights you may see
Will slow the heartbeat
And let her body stand down.

