The Drive-by on Thanksgiving

The Drive-by on Thanksgiving

A Poem by Jerusalem Cricket
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Based on a true story.

"
Sneaking giant doobies
under nights crude cover
in the early freeze
a cul de sac in
Baby Vietnam
used to watch em get
their Tokyo drift on
then be runnin from the cops
and we hid in the bushes
& hopped the fences
like we was on
some super spy s**t

it was pretty
damn ridiculous

city building block by
city building block

something to see to believe

somethings I wish I didn't have to see

& don't want to believe

souls sealed in cruel cold concrete

the downside.

ballistic cannons resounded
in one of the nastiest districts
in a pretty nasty town
we jumped up then ducked down
& the pigs must've been
poking their snouts around
cause soon was that familiar sound
& that's when we said
s**t wasn't safe to be out
so we bounce to the surface streets
& skirted quick so we weren't seen
and no one dared to try to speak
cause no one heard that sequel sound
and the unusual shock
incorporated with the usual chronic
and the evening had become
a solid oak
holiday dinner table

heavy

with the weight of was brought &
what we were expected to enjoy eating.

© 2014 Jerusalem Cricket


Author's Note

Jerusalem Cricket
This is kind of all over the place. Oh well. My mind's kind of all over the place c:

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great holiday poem.

you have a weird voice. weird good.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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