Super Cherry Extra
This is what I have this super sexy old school
gas station in the desert coldest Coca-Cola
hottest hot dogs for six hundred miles in any direction
usual suspects on the jukebox humming near the girlie mag section
the neon is cherry and there are no bugs no snakes no puddles of piss
gender neutral bathroom so clean you could eat off the floor
but no need to do that because there’s a picnic table
carved with hearts
Elvis Loves Priscilla forever
Sid Plus Nancy equals haunted taxi to CBGB’s
but guess what the best part
no liars no thieves no fakes no hipsters
no leering belching brain dead attendants
there is only me in all my devastating faded glory
and I am many things but mostly
I am immaculate
believe me, baby
I will fill you up.
“Super Cherry Extra” is the title track in Misti’s forthcoming book of poetry and cassette, coming soon and available at the Underground Lit Fest in Toledo on November 7-8.
Misti Rainwater-Lites shuffles tarot cards to keep the lights on and scribbles lines and makes sick beats to maintain a semblance of sanity while melting from triple digit heat and menopause in San Antonio, Texas. She does it all for the nookie so you can take that cookie and shove it up your ass.
