Poetry Absurdity: Dump Truck Blues

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Blazin’ down the street,

Sunshine in my eyes,

Pedal to the metal,

The world is passing me by!

Around the corner.

Something large,

Something big,

I have no luck,

It’s a fuckin’ dump truck!

Ridin’ the break.

I’m goin’ nowhere fast.

…Stop…go…crawl…stop…go…crawl…

…I’ll never make it to the damn mall.

The sweet smell of pollution.

If I only could pass—

There would be a peaceful resolution.

Pumpin’ the breaks,

I should have worn my running shoes!

I’m singing it loud and clear,

Yes, I got the dump truck blues.

Honkin’ my horn.

Tears,

Swears,

Sucking in that sweet polluted air.

Rollin’ down the street.

Life is passing me by.

I sang it once,

Please,

Let me sing it again,

I can do nothin’ but cruise.

You know what I’m talking about—the dump truck blues.

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16 thoughts on “Poetry Absurdity: Dump Truck Blues”

      1. Whilst Rubbish (Garbage) dumps are on my mind: there is a famous rubbish dump on the outskirts of Oman where the most rarest eagles, hawks and other birds of pray come to scavenge. Birders and photographers from all over the world come to the dump outside Oman, to ‘shoot’ them, and film crew come from all over the world to film them looking at the birds. You are probably well aware of this phenomenon, but just in case you are not, I thought this might be fascinating food for your fertile brain.

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      2. I never heard of that, but birds are clever, so it doesn’t surprise me. Instead of hunting mice and fish — just pick through the garbage — it’s so much easier!

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  2. If you put music to this, you’d have a great country song! Fly in his cowboy hat and Doc M boots strumming about his problems. Lol. I’d buy the album or at least download it illegally!

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    1. I used to wear a black Stetson — the wide rim helped block light pollution, as I cranked my spine over a telescopic eyepiece.

      I suppose this poem was inspired by Tom Petty’s Runnin’ Down a Dream, and Guns N’ Roses Shotgun Blues.

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      1. You did not wear a Stetson! Riiiight. You live in New England… there is no way you could get away with that there.

        Good songs… Runnin’ Down a Dream wins hands down, though.

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  3. Murphy’s law, whenever you’re in a hurry, a big ole dump truck will be right in front of you. Just as bad as one of those heavy equipment earth movers. They really crawl.

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