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Monday, February 4, 2013

Chasing Alcohol In A College Town

Sitting in a parking lot
full of pickup trucks
with Confederate flags
and gun racks adorned
in their back windows, I
 
finally found a moment
to question why I had to
follow these country boys
here.  I guess somewhere
in the course of my first
 
taste of adult freedom along
with youthful exuberance
and the promise of beer, I
decided to hop in the back seat
of one guy’s beat up Chevy and
 
trek far, far away from the
safety of the college campus
all because he and his roommate
knew a guy who could get us
eager but underage pups a
 
couple of six-packs of
adult refreshment.  Something
should’ve told me that their
country twangs would lead me
into unchartered territory, but
 
the voice of reason may or
may not have spoken to me or
I was just a bit too loony and
just wanted to do something else
beside stare at my computer.
 
But in that moment of sitting
in that honkytonk of a
parking lot, I wished I had
paid attention and maybe I
would not have found myself
 
here in the middle of a
country nowhere staring at
flags and guns with visions of
hoods and nooses dancing
in my head.  All I kept
 
hoping for was that those guys
would get back in this Chevy
and drive away before any
of the locals saw this brown face
that was definitely out of place. 
 
Lucky for me no one did
and we all got out of this
redneck nirvana with what we
were questing for and headed
back to the confines of campus
 
where we sat in my room,
drinking the night away.  That’s
when the voice of reason broke
through my buzzed state, speaking
clearly the words I needed to hear:
 
Don’t you ever do that again.

5 comments:

Natasha Head said...

Wow Vernon...amazing write! The naivety of youth is owed much for the pieces it has inspired in my bubble...small and safe as it is. I honestly cannot imagine that kind of epiphany and it troubles my heart...wonderful to have the world through your eyes presented so honestly and effectively...a testament to the power of your pen...and a very sad reflection on a time and place...write on!

Brian Miller said...

hahaha....nice...i am glad you came out alive brother...i have been in spots where i stuck out and it was not a good thing and luckily i lived through them as well..experience is not an easy teacher...smiles...

mrs mediocrity said...

Whew. Sometimes our naïveté saves us, other times it gets us into trouble.... Glad this turned out for the best.

Dave King said...

Well, good advice, I guess - but just don't give up on going into uncharted territory!

Beth Winter said...

Wow... I can relate to the wildness of youth and finding myself in unfamiliar territory but not to the extreme of this. I felt fear. Excellent