My TownA Poem by CrowleyA little tibute...This was inspired by the Stephen Morath painting "Sunset Ride" and the Wall of Voodoo song Mexican Radio with a small nod to the Authority Zero version of the song thrown in cuz their remake was boss.
"I feel a hot wind from the border…
Sunset makes quick work of slowly developing friendships This old truck is made for sitting close Rumbles down the hard pan main drag You put your head on my shoulder and yawn
"I hear the talking of the DJ…..
The picture show starts as the sun sets The clouds hectic, windblown patterns, yellow and beautiful The movie we have seen a hundred times The bar we visited a thousand times….the bar it is
I wish I was in Tijuana…"
The burgers drip, drip, dripping grease and cheese Cigarette in one hand, papas fritas in the other You ask if we can have pie, I say “to go” You tip too little; I wait until you’re gone and add five
"I’m on a Mexican radio…
I see Julio sweeping his front stoop briskly He sees and calls us to join him for brandy “I have pie” I shout, and raise the bag high, she sighs She takes the truck and heads out, I will walk
Tomorrow will come hard © 2018 CrowleyAuthor's Note
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8 Reviews Added on June 12, 2018 Last Updated on June 12, 2018 AuthorCrowleyPhoenix, AZAboutLike to hang out with other writers and see what's what. Have met a lot of good people on this and other sites through the years. Decided to come back and do a little posting and reading. Hit me up i.. more..Writing
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