Take
a
.
l
o
o
k
.
at
.
t
h
e
.
“trailer trash . . .”
–
–
–
.
.
.
w
h
o
–
–
–
embrace
“trailer trash”
values . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
w
h
o
–
–
–
wear
“trailer trash”
clothes . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
w
h
o
–
–
–
dance
.
i
n
.
“trailer trash”
shoes . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
w
h
o
–
–
–
drive
“trailer trash”
autos
.
.
d
o
w
n
.
.
“trailer trash”
roads . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ never
accumulating
anything
.
o
f
.
value
.
t
o
.
show . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
Take
a
.
l
o
o
k
.
at
.
t
h
e
.
“trailer trash . . .”
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ well,
.
I
.
j
u
s
t
.
have
.
t
o
.
laugh . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
laugh . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
.
.
.
I
laugh . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
.
.
.
I
laugh . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
.
.
.
I
laugh . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
.
.
.
I
laugh . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
f
o
r
–
–
–
although,
that’s
.
a
l
l
.
in
.
t
h
e
.
past . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
.
k
n
o
w
.
those
.
t
h
a
t
.
have
“nothing,”
.
.
h
a
v
e
.
.
everything
.
t
o
.
give . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
those
.
g
o
i
n
g
.
“nowhere,”
.
.
f
i
n
d
.
.
meaningful
reasons
.
t
o
.
live . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
any
.
t
i
m
e
.
I
.
l
o
o
k
.
back,
.
.
t
o
.
.
compare
.
m
y
.
new
life
.
w
i
t
h
.
the
.
o
n
e
.
I
.
left
behind . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ compare
my
.
n
e
w
.
life
comprised
.
o
f
.
individual~istics
.
a
n
d
.
material~istics . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
ever
unable
.
t
o
.
decide
which
.
t
o
.
sacrifice:
the
limelight
.
o
r
.
the
high . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
the
limelight
.
o
r
.
the
high . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
the
limelight
.
o
r
.
the
high . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
the
limelight
.
o
r
.
the
high . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
those
.
w
h
o
.
like
.
t
o
.
flaunt
.
t
h
e
.
latest
prize . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
o
r
–
–
–
hide
behind
.
a
dramatic
.
n
e
w
.
disguise . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
armor
themselves
.
i
n
.
porcelain
pride,
.
.
n
o
t
.
.
resistant
enough
.
t
o
.
survive,
–
–
even
.
a
.
five
foot
.
.
d
i
v
e
.
.
I
cannot
fathom
.
t
h
e
.
reasons
why . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
f
o
r
–
–
–
when
.
I
.
l
o
o
k
.
behind
at
.
a
l
l
.
the
places
.
I
.
h
a
v
e
.
been
.
i
n
.
my
life,
–
–
that’s
.
w
h
e
n
.
I
realize . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
i
t
–
–
–
was
.
n
o
t
.
bad . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ it
really
.
w
a
s
.
not
.
b
a
d
.
being
“trailer trash.”
Reflection: This was a reflective-themed poem that I wrote back in August of 2001 in memory of the former, more meager life I left behind juxtaposed against newer, “better” life I was living and the assumptions, misconceptions, and judgments of people who surrounded me towards those living under poorer conditions – people like me in the earlier days of my life. This poem was written in honor of all of those wonderful people that I knew back in those poorer, but still pleasant times.