Leaving ModestoA Poem by Olmsted A. T.Leaving Modesto Leaving Modesto there's nothing for me here except car thefts and gangland agriculture but at least
it's beats Bakersfield Been too many years stuck deep down in the doldrums strolling shrinking piers where the madams faking spasms graffitied on the sidewalks captured by all means by hostages of the mindfucks in dirty needles puke and piss And I'll never miss it sayonara so long goodbye f**k you good riddance I can't wait to look into the rear-view mirror middle-finger out the window high in the air as the cityscapes disappear Leaving Modesto without a pang of doubt sick of stagnant socially awkward circles full of ignorants and misspent clout Lived through many sneers deflected from the douchebags trying to hold me back from doing things my own way wet behind the ears still beaten at their own game ordinary shares collected over four decades in a galaxy far far away! © 2017 Olmsted A. T. |
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