one dollar forty-nine a pound

[dianasnotdisco]

there were tomatoes strewn across the highway
the sun glared
i searched for a camera
i could only blink my eyes
in that instant i created a scene
of rotting fermenting tomatoes thickening the air as the elderly drove
through their quaint community to get their narcotics
and the leisurely drive turned into a fifteen car pile up
of white haired degenerates shitting and pissing themselves
while they vomited in their laps
all because
some douche bag
didn't strap his ruby red new jersey jewels into the
back of his crusty old truck

i passed the tomatoes again
on the way back to the trailer from
the grocery store
the sun still glared
i blinked my eyes
and lit a cigarette