KENTUCKY

Kings candy cigarettes slide
on the dashboard and streak the dust

It’s not as if you see the sky
You’ve been moved in a rabbit cage

from Connecticut to Virginia and back

They feed you
blood oranges
Big Fish
lime seltzer
After Eight mints

Kings are what you’ve craved the whole time

They dropped your brother
in a begging bowl for six-hundred dollars

 

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