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FLORIDA 41503 by Byron Coley

driving six hours
along this length
of hard-packed shit
and sand

it is impossible
to not have yr head
fill with visions
of utter carnage

every tree
seems to hold
a cadaver, swinging
from its branches

organ meat
dropping from the sky
on everyone
passing underneath

every mile
of sun-soaked crap
seems colder than
a penguin's black ass

the warmth here
is not human
is not a comforting blanket
is not a lover's embrace

the warmth here
is the last breath of life
is the biochemistry of rot
is the falseness of an enemy's smile

have hearts ever worked in this place?
have they ever collided to make something beautiful?
have they ever done anything except pop in disgust?
i think not

i mean
my heart has worked here
on occasion
but never for anything of this place

even as i watched my father die here
my tears were not of florida
they flowed for versions of my father
that had existed elsewhere

when he came here he was already dead
in so many ways
and one cannot mourn a spirit
that departs from here

it would be bullshit
because anywhere is better
hell is better
and heaven couldn't be any worse

but i am here
and i am alive
because i live in the minds
of those who know me

and not one of those motherfuckers
is here
which's probably
all for the best