Ford Factory Waitingroom

August 5, 2011      James Hayes Nichols
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  the parking lot smelled of puke

and pork rinds

and the pizzashop was open

and pepperoni

and the rooftops were ablaze

with neon

 

the Marta was belching

the bums were bumming

the kids were kidding —

 

I waited in the car

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