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.—