Bobby Joe Never Thought Of Himself As A Southerner

                                     
He liked to think of himself as an Ottoman Pasha
With a two-horsetail standard that he carried at his side
Dreamed about exploring the Greater Khorasan on a camel

His wife

Was uptight

And wouldn't agree

To Zoroastrianism

Or call him Rumi

After the Sufi

Poet

He would spend hours outdoors among the flowers
In the Trailer park
Trying to develop insight and mystic powers
A state of consciousness 
Or a state of grace
Anything 
To save him from all the doubters
Everyone gave him a wide berth
Even Roscoe