Peanut '93

Peanut rides his bike around
The drive-in in the daytime
Bagging trash and hanging up
The speakers on their poles

When he finds a bottle
He imagines women drinking from it
What it looked like, how it sounded
Trickling down their throats

Peanut has a brother, lost his father
Hardly sees his mother
Once a month he visits
At her trailer near the lake

Sometimes when it' s not too humid
Chances are you' ll catch him spearing
Shiners in the spillway
With a nail on a stick

Peanut knows a guy
His name is Mike, he' s not too bright
He says, he' ll suck you for a cigarette
Down underneath the bridge

The very thought disgusts him
' I don' t see how you could trust him'
He says, ' If I get my pecker sucked
It sure won' t be by him'