Best Amarillo Poems

There once was a man from Amarillo
Whose wife looked like an armadillo
The tooth fairy came
And left in shame
Empty, like his mouth on the pillow....

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At six o’clock the road turned bare
as we rode through Tennessee.
From Nashville to Memphis is a long,
dark stretch of gray and brown trees
and fields where no one ever walks or works.
I’ve often wondered who owns those empty spaces.

The rains kicked up and splattered the windshield...

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the very tip of the flame, the

color of shite journalism, “stars

of spectral classes f & g,” a ripe

banana peel, piss full of vitamins

being flushed out, ring around the

collar, chats n’ shafted flickers n’

hammers n’ warblers, emma stone’s

locks prior to her better known dye-

jobs, charlize’s natural...

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I know a wolf from Amarillo
who loves to sleep on a pillow
when sleepy he howls
wake him and he growls
but he really is quite a fine fellow...

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