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I WAS IN A GOOD MOOD , THEN I SAW THIS

I WAS IN A GOOD MOOD, THEN I SAW THIS    BY TIM WILLIAMS 2014

IT'S A FOUR LANE HIGHWAY, CHOKED WITH CITY TRAFFIC
PERFUMED WITH EXHAUST FUMES
WHERE WHITE LINE FEVER , IS ALL THE RAGE
AND TRAFFIC LIGHT TORTURE PREVAILS

AN ARM OUT THE WINDOW
FAG BUTT FLICKED IN ANGER
IGNITES THE CONSUMED BURGER WRAPPER
THAT HAS BEEN DISCARDED THOUGHTLESSLY
FROM A GUZZLING TRUCK
WHO'S DRIVER MUNCHED HIS LUNCH
JUST IN CASE OF FADING AWAY

HORNS AND SIRENS WAILING
EMERGENCY VEHICLES WEAVING THROUGH
TRAFFIC ALL STOOD STANDING
I LOOK LEFT TO ADMIRE THE VIEW
AND REALISE WHAT I AM LOOKING AT
SOMETHING AS A TOWN IT OUTGREW

FOR THERE RIGHT BY THIS ROADSIDE HELL
JUST A SKIRMISH FROM ART DECO FACTORY
FOUR DOORS FROM THE CAR SALES
ABOVE STEP AFTER STEP OF POTTED PLANTS
AS IF FROM THEIR FOLIAGE GREW
A MEMORIAL TO THOSE POOR SOULS THAT DIED
IN WORLD WAR ONE AND TWO

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