Theorem The Truth Serum
Through Town - Poem by Theorem The Truth Serum
The traffic babels its way through town,
she races through the hills that are
packed with human population.
Their painted fortresses give a glimpse
to the prosperity in years past.
They almost over threw the beauty of the hills
like a pestilent tyrant who doesn't deserve his thrown.
They crowded it with power lines and towers.
A serviceable city lies at the bottom of the hill.
A city that is filled with hope.
She has bought it and given it back.
She has scratched and clawed to keep
herself from becoming anything but a
small town with simple pleasures;
her coffee shops and restaurants,
the movie theater and shops,
and all the other places that fill in
the triple stacked valley.
This is where I live.
This is where I grew up.
I was isolated from the big cities
that are very close by.
We're surrounded by hills
and protected from the chills.
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