Southbound and Down

Southbound and Down

Written by Jonathan Henderson

January 31, 2014 @ 7:17 AM

Driving this freeway nowhere fast,

I'll be gone two damn weeks hence.

I see mile upon mile of barren land,

And I wonder how the cattle'll feed.

The snow dumps her artisan troops

As Jack Frost invades the fair South,

And when he builds his miles-wide

Temples in tribute: oh, what a fiend!
 His arrogance precedes his trumpets!

Sliding around Interstate I-Don't-Care,

And the shadows creep overhead of me,

I trail his surly beltway, yet I still don't

See the sun, and though I reach the city

Highs, that snow makes for such slick

Asides, and because I opted to sojourn

Southbound and down, the city hates

Little old me, but if I had remained at

My hellish-flamed fire-ridden abode, I'd

Vacate to a dream and a covered shield.

I'd still consume my RC and Moon Pie

At the crack of dawn till day end's dusk.