Where I'm From.

I am from classic books, from Gateway and Dell.

I am from the small, Hicksville town.

I am from the planet Pluto, the icy cold, I love it.

I am from Super Bowl Sundays and political issues in debate.

From Knight and Jones and Cannon.

I am from the jokers and debaters.

From earwigs eat your brains out and eating bugs in the night.

From “You get what you get, and you don’t throw a fit.”

I am from the forgotten promise of my beloved God.

Forgetting the love of eternal family and of heaven

I’m from northern Europe and the West.

From mean meat loaf and shrimp dip.

From the accident of laughter of falling at Disneyland,

The amazing ride and the repeating memory loss of close people.

I am from grandma’s kitchens, and grandpa’s old barn.

From the steaming hot biscuits, and “that’ll turn your knees black”

From horse back riding, and fresh spring trough