the tropical land of florida (a work in progress - contains some adult content)
this is the land of the cocoa nutand of the mango,
the land that we have built:
the tropical land of florida
lost in a tropical paradise
of billboard signs
and late night strip joints,
no sign of getting out
(alive or otherwise)
"why don't you come over sometime
and let me suck your dick for you?"
she said, casually
sometimes, i think back
and wonder to myself,
"how could that old hag
ever make a living as a whore?
snaggly teeth and all?"
i lie back and think of the old woman
that i always use to see
walking up and down pineapple avenue
as if she had nothing better to do:
straight, expressionless face
no anger, but intense concentration,
intensely focused on the path ahead
9/22/12
Poetry by Thomas Perdue
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Written on 2012-11-12 at 17:13
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