He didn’t make
monkeys.
He just
trained them.
Because everyone
he knew
had a big
“but”…
So he hit
the road,
not
the drive-in.
Not some
other
crappy bike.
Ghosts
of the highway.
Like a garbage
truck.
It’s not so
bad
in the big
house,
Mickey said.
We all
saved
our questions for
the end
of the tour.
Can you say
tortilla?
A lifetime
later
we don’t remember
the Alamo
we remember
the basement.
Au revoir, P.W.
I took
a picture
so it would
last
longer.
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Caine O'Rear is a writer and editor based in Mobile, Alabama. He is the former editor in chief of American Songwriter Magazine. Follow him at www.instagram.com/caineorear.
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