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2015 23 Nov

I Went Into The Maverick Bar

von: Manafonistas Filed under: Blog | TB | 2 Comments

I went into the Maverick Bar
In Farmington, New Mexico.
And drank double shots of bourbon
backed with beer.
My long hair was tucked up under a cap
I’d left the earring in the car.

Two cowboys did horseplay
by the pool tables,
A waitress asked us
where are you from?
a country-and-western band began to play
“We don’t smoke Marijuana in Muskokie”
And with the next song,
a couple began to dance.

They held each other like in High School dances
in the fifties;
I recalled when I worked in the woods
and the bars of Madras, Oregon.
That short-haired joy and roughness—
America—your stupidity.
I could almost love you again.

We left—onto the freeway shoulders—
under the tough old stars—
In the shadow of bluffs
I came back to myself,
To the real work, to
“What is to be done.”

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  1. Lajla:

    People smoke a lot of dope here at the Rio de la Plata. I really can’t cope with the Tango music. Wished Merle Haggard would sing here a song. Even against Marihuana. Uh.

  2. Martina Weber:


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