NAPOWRIMO Day 29
On Warm Weekends
Tourist season
is the reason
there’s anything here.
Raucous racing
boats drag down
the highways on hitches.
Aboard their decks dwell
the cowed, bored upper-middle-class
who fled their suburbs in Suburbans.
They’ll pee their names in the lake
and show off their fake tans
while drunk; then go home.
Such beauty and stupidity.
Economy has a sardonic
sort of humor.
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