
To Be Nutbushed
A church
in the clean city.
You go to church.
They call it little old limits.
Have a picnic ev’ry Sunday.
Saltpork and molasses.
They call it
a quiet town to watch.
Writen for Nope-Not-Pam’s “It’s All in the Title” prompt, which referred to the song Nutbush City Limits. I responded with an erasure poem using the song’s lyrics and an image by L.S. Lowry called “Blitzed Site” 1942. Poem ©Misky 2023 Shared on Twitter #itsallinthetitle #amwriting
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