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I miss the heat rise off the blacktop
the quarter pipe in the driveway
War Pigs playing and a cold beer
I miss all the pretty girls on the weekends
the fist fights and shitty shows at the Big Fish
I miss the dive bars
I miss the rum soaked trips
outside of town, bonfires and the river
blood on my clothes
blacking out and walking home
I miss The Busey Banks and sweeping 'em clean
I miss Jenny and her habit despite the way
it made me want to tear my own flesh
for loving her less
Palo Verde and Q and brew pool cues
I miss Rivas burritos and Dougans humor
Arizona in all of its sweltering heat
and its thunderstorm blues
pool parties
punk rock shows
rattlesnakes
and a bleeding broken nose