Pity the poor truckstop *****
standing roadside by the highway  
where her grandmother stood &
her mother the ***** ranking steerage
by a miracle & pregnant already;
fresh from the Old Country
& Indian country joined in a soupy
DNA that leave cowboys,
bankers & con men looking back twice
at the trailer trash b/c it's good
as beefy red meat; the fields wild w/
them; the grass high, Amish girls
vanishing before our eyes; daughters
giving in to Rumspringa
(moon-a-June-a & a-spring-a) never
getting close to the motel's
portal of emerald heresies