Ivory Soap

Damp clothes drying

On the air conditioned wall

Gas station coffee

Breathing Texas blues in

A Louisville hotel room.

Gotta hunger for starvation,

            being O, content

With just enough to get by,

That’s ludicrous!

I mean really, who turns their back

On the comforts for which

Liberty died for you?

On the right to be

Dependent upon luxuries which exist

But in proportion

            to untold misery.—