Southern Hospitality
SOUTHERN HOSPITALITY
cool wind and red souls —
the passion-keepers
of the Superbowl
couples under warm blankets
converse about commercials
thumbs up and thumbs down
inside company pokes holes
into the crackling wood
of Southern hospitality
though none can claim
this as their birthplace
we cover North, West
and Palestine. Sings Gladys
with honor and respect
the National Anthem
hands over hearts, relishing
the antique still relevant
in lovely raiment —
at least to us oldtimers
beings of not the current
generational habits
halftime cursings
beeped out, entertainment
pleasant to those
forty some years
and below
blurrish words understood
like morse code to the youth
my mouth contentious
settle it down
with black forest dessert
where buffalo roam
in chocolate form
still assuaging our team
with handless cameras
and all things red, white, blue
who knows who won
perhaps someone will boast
in pedantic poetica
2/3/2019
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2019
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