Movin’ to Arid zona’
cactus in my mouth
stored away in Georgia
chicken gravy
waffle house
It’s aware
how it pouts
cooked well done
points and shouts
searched in magnificence
never stooping doubts
on my mind
tasting wine
wasted biscuit
in my prime
gaining south
risking easy
sitting pretty
on the road
smelting easterly
wilted queasy
gettin’ cited’
prickly
desert
feasting
tizzy.
