TEXAS
Aftershave burns your eyes at ten paces
every T-shirt offends proudly
no man’s shirt has buttons.
Every girl glues on the false eyelashes
first thing, every morning
old ladies bare limp tattoos
I look svelte and chic.
Towns sprawl sparse
water towers the tallest thing on the horizon
no one walks, everyone drives.
The default station is Fox.
I heard more self-assured bigots
in just two days
than in eight years at home.
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