Four thousand carousel lights burn at the fairground
If it’s not a choice, it’s not chastity.
It’s not because he’s honest that he hasn’t lied to you; it’s because he can’t talk.
If it’s over 40 pounds, it’s not bestiality in Kentucky.
The whiskey berm made the old distillery a home for raccoons.
Magnets cannot stick to socks.
These carnies think they’re coming into my town
and give me a cold corn dog?
Some fat Mason on a four wheeler
gonna tell me where to park? 
Tell me if my mouth is set right.
In a sea of tarp,
Light and salt to a dark and flavorless world
Like water spilled on the ground which cannot be gather up again.