Lessons My Momma Taught Me

Loneliness moans in the train’s distant whistle. Restlessness dwells in the soul of a rumpled bed. The highway takes you everywhere while it goes nowhere. The whiskey bottle laments tales of those who’ve drowned in 100-proof tears. The rainbow cannot conceive of a world without color. The alphabet mourns its futility during wordless nights. Dogs howl with longing to call down the moon. The needle hungers to get under your skin.

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