Paean to Neon
The neon miracle of America
spreads in neoday
across the unblaspheming streets of our town
like butter.
Small towns harvest moon memory lane
has shined on into six lanes
thru present tense verb
al dazzle
wordesign
fine art? (heh, heh, f
art) no pomp gas pump
( G
F A S
S)
Self Serv
ing stations of the cross
town freeway
which is not free
parkway
where we cannot park
highway
which is lower than
the Golden Arches of the feet of god
in the Goodyear Flying Shoe.
Listen, this neon strip is no Sunset sin-stoked roadway.
There are moms and dads among the crackers
(Nasbisco) in afeway.
And in the formica counter
gleams beneficently at
a college girl about to graduate
ringing up donuts on the pink cash register.
BEER ICE FOODS (flashes green)
SWEET ONE HOUR
CLEANERS West East 60° tempandtime and all our needs are
“Hey, you two guys met? Well, listen,
Tex, this here’s Mobile.
who drives and
Fear not, for I
Diesel dreadnaughts
scour our interstates
on the way to TRUCK CITY
and in the valley of no shadow
the lights are reflected in low
clouds and the city is an oyster
in a rosy shell
Pearl of great
lowest prices best coffee
tires thump over seams in the road as we go for
VACANCY
that only the
tangerine sahara boomerang shebang of this trumped up sky bump
ing buzzing bLiNkInG neon arrow
into the heart
land of highway bliz
zard and dust loneliness
can
in the green gas glare
make us all equal
to the distances
in the valley of no shadow
I am comforted
no more death no more night
Logos made light
Welcome Cedar Park Opry House
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