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Keep driving through
Go ahead.
Keep driving through.
Don't slow down any further
than you're already driving
in the left goddamn lane
of the goddamn Turnpike.
Keep driving through.
We don't want you.
Take a deep breath as you pass the refineries
belching over exit 13,
you'll tell your grandkids about it.
Get it straight though--
that's the only part that smells.
Keep driving through.
Don't clog up the Parkway
thinking you'll go take a trip down the shore
stupid shoobies. It's all knocked down anyway
and the City got the fuckin' concert.
And Route 35
is not a shortcut
to your one favorite spot
just because it parallels the Parkway
and doesn't have a name.
It's four lanes wide
and hits every other shore town too.
We all know it's there.
Oh, and one more thing:
We
do not
all
know
Bruce
The Fucking
Boss
Springsteen.
Don't ask us to meet him.
He likes his privacy
so we adore him at a distance
like real fans do.
Take a tip
and keep driving through.
So get the fuck out
and tell your family horror stories
about how we're nothing but blacktop
'cause we're smart enough to keep you fucks
bottled up in walled-in interstates
and out of our mountains, Pine Barrens, reservoirs
and everywhere else we want to bring
our kids to someday.
We don't want you.
Keep driving through.
* written for the "Rep your state" competition thread *
Keep driving through.
Don't slow down any further
than you're already driving
in the left goddamn lane
of the goddamn Turnpike.
Keep driving through.
We don't want you.
Take a deep breath as you pass the refineries
belching over exit 13,
you'll tell your grandkids about it.
Get it straight though--
that's the only part that smells.
Keep driving through.
Don't clog up the Parkway
thinking you'll go take a trip down the shore
stupid shoobies. It's all knocked down anyway
and the City got the fuckin' concert.
And Route 35
is not a shortcut
to your one favorite spot
just because it parallels the Parkway
and doesn't have a name.
It's four lanes wide
and hits every other shore town too.
We all know it's there.
Oh, and one more thing:
We
do not
all
know
Bruce
The Fucking
Boss
Springsteen.
Don't ask us to meet him.
He likes his privacy
so we adore him at a distance
like real fans do.
Take a tip
and keep driving through.
So get the fuck out
and tell your family horror stories
about how we're nothing but blacktop
'cause we're smart enough to keep you fucks
bottled up in walled-in interstates
and out of our mountains, Pine Barrens, reservoirs
and everywhere else we want to bring
our kids to someday.
We don't want you.
Keep driving through.
* written for the "Rep your state" competition thread *
Published 9th Feb 2013
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16th Feb 2013 5:46pm
Remarkable poem. Very consistent, with a marvelous use of language (usually). But Bruce
Springsteen? What's not to like about his music? But I have this intuition, feeling that you are talking about the person, not the music, although that isn't clear, even though you don't want "to meet him." Great job.
marcella1
Springsteen? What's not to like about his music? But I have this intuition, feeling that you are talking about the person, not the music, although that isn't clear, even though you don't want "to meet him." Great job.
marcella1
17th Feb 2013 6:22am
Thanks for the comment. This piece was more meant to be a joke/rant than a well-constructed poem. As for the Springsteen bit, he's a local hero (being from around these parts) so we're all intimately familiar with his music, and we'd all love to meet him and be his best friend (though obviously you can't be friends with someone you idolize), but he was always the anti-Hollywood type, preferring solitude for his family's sake, and since he's our idol we all respect that and don't camp out on his front lawn. But everyone from anywhere else inexplicably expects me to know him because I'm from the same state.
