breakdown town

this is breakdown city
where i've come home
to the breakdowns
and the downtowns
and the sultry 24-hour 7-11s.
and the kids and their basements
are all we have.
with pipes on the ceiling
and cat litter strewn about the
urine stained carpet.
stuck in this illusion muck
oblivious that everything means nothing,
let alone here
letting it alone
saturated in
small town glory,
brainwashed and gory.
pumping organic,
gasoline running just beneath your feet,
remember that.