Crooked eyes crooked glasses

The cars continue streaming

Bringing rubber-necked masses

 

Cars from the north look at the plate

Always with good meaning

Next month it says Sunshine State

 

No buses no boats no shuttles or planes

How can we possibly escape?

No cars no trucks no transport no trains

 

Carrabelle is as far as Big Momma went

No Superman here no tights no cape

St. Joe is as far as her money was spent

 

West on ninety-eight north on three-nineteen

What does that say VRBO?

Nothing here for me nothing in between

 

House falling down lot now for sale

Cars keep coming driving slow

The court house steps pound the last nail

 

They say downtown is where it is at

Quick-serve PO and Honey Hole

For us there is no more than that

 

Electrician and plumber working fast

Leaving for us no where to go

Carpenters and contractors will it last?

 

Our roots are broken spirits too

There is no magical pill

Opportunity and hope way too few

 

Procrastination fornication segregation

Piece of the rock piece of the Hill

Aggravation disintegration gentrification

 

by Edward Michaels