Back to the Speedway,
The gas is $1.91
 The food is cheap

Where my daddy
Buys cigars to chew on

The cashier 
Is so high 
He forgets what day it is

And wishes us a 'Merry Christmas'
On July 31st.

august7682

The Speedway on the Corner

poetry is someone's pure emotion
poured onto the page
beyond what's apparent

poetry is an orchestra of words
playing a symphony
that only certain people can hear

poetry is for yourself
for others
or for no one at all

poetry can be self reflection
or self deprecation
poetry just is