I wanted to write a poem
About daybreak in Alabama,
And sadness and poverty,
But then I remembered
I never woke up
In my overpacked car
In the parking lot
Of a dirty motel.
I yawn and stretch
And try to figure out where I am
And how far left I have to go,
But then settle back
Into the comfort of
A Serta Mattress.
I wanted to write a poem
About daybreak in Alabama.
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