Take It Personally


I travel heavy and
keep secrets in deep
pockets of my skull.

Every broke down town
has bottle therapy if you
have enough green in your
wallet to pay for the prescription.

Some like to drink until they're empty.
I tequila to the edge of my teeth,
and give the beer crew just enough
sad song to keep the waitress collecting tips.

I like to wear yellow, collect blue, and keep
whispers at arm’s length… If I don’t answer
your questions, take it personally. My wheels
don’t turn on your dime.


©Susie Clevenger 2019

I don't know why this sounds like a trucker speaking, but my muse went there.




Comments

  1. The title of this drew me in. It is sad that the heart is like a trailer park.

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  2. I love "my wheels dont turn on your dime."

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  3. Wow! I read it three times and enjoyed it each time. I can't tell you which stanza I like best - they all rock. Gonna share this on my Poetry FB page as well (I have two - one personal, and one for poetry (and some quilting and artsy stuff :)

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  4. I picture him with old cowboy boots and a huge belt buckle with a steer on it.

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  5. "Some like to drink until they're empty.
    I tequila to the edge of my teeth,
    and give the beer crew just enough
    sad song to keep the waitress collecting tips."

    Wow!

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