Occupy Poetry

At The Strip Mall

BY Peter V. Dugan

They meet at night,
a hodgepodge
of young punks,
greasers & hipsters,
adolescents racing
to shed
their virginity,
hanging out
under the neon
lights on hot
summer nights.

Fast food,
rock & roll,
hot rods & loud bikes
image & emotion,
id & ego,
the tug of war
to belong
&
to break away,
a noxious alchemy
of teenage
counter-culture
fusion.

Wary of the blue
knights
of the Galahad
squad,
they chill out
in back, up
by the railroad
tracks,
light up & blow
a joint,
smoke shaggy dog
hashish,
swill cold beer,
pop a pill,
and chase it
down
with Wild Turkey.

Feisty wards
of the American Dream,
under
the exotic narcotic
extortion
of youth,
killing time
between
twilight & dawn,
childhood & adulthood,
suffering
from the unbearable heat
of being cool.

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