Joseph S. Pete

I Will Make All Hell Howl

I will wear a leather jacket.
I will rumble.
I will make like I’m about to rumble.
I will tread upon sawdust and peanut shells
among empty longnecks
and gloriously emptied heads
at a lowdown dirty roadhouse
at the the tattered edge of civilization.

I will roar
and I will yelp
at the frayed rags
and I will curse into the void
and I will clench my scraped fists
with fury and futility.

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Joseph S. Pete

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