Haikus From The Trailer Park
Unemploymentâs out
Hey, maybe I can get on
Disability
Distant siren screams
Dumb-ass Verneâs been playing with
Gasoline again
Flashlights pierce the darkness
No nightcrawlers to be found
Guess weâll gig some frogs
Joyous, playful, bright
Trailer park girl rolls in puddle
Of old motor oil
Seeking solitude
Carlâs ex-wife Tammy files for
Restraining order
Damn, in that tube-top
You make me almost forget
You are my cousin
Tonight we hunger
Grandma sent grocery money
To Jimmy Swaggert
Set the VCR
Dukes of Hazard Marathon
At 9 oâclock
In Walmart toy aisle
Wailing boy wantâs ârassling doll
Mama whups his ass
White noise, buzzing static
Call Earl; satellite dish
Needs new descrambler
Sixty-five dollars
And cyclone fence keeps me from
My El Camino
In early morning mist
Mama searches Circle K for
Moon pies and Red Man
Grinning, he displays
The nine hundred beer cans
Filling pickup bed
