Villanelle: Last Post of the Poem-a-Day-in-April Challenge

I would have written this poem anyway—
scribbling plenty fun for its own sake, bro!
Goodbye, my fancy, see you another day!

The linked fence saves my ass from the freeway,
so I don’t literally hit the road.
I would have written this poem anyway.

Suffering no fall, I watch the trucks roll by.
When I see my brother carryin' somethin', I can't help him with his load.
Goodbye, my fancy, see you another day!

The traffic makes me dizzy, I shift and sway,
hanging in my overpass abode.
I would have written this poem anyway—

all this west-and-east the price I pay
for a peculiar inert immunity I've showed.
Goodbye, my fancy, see you another day!

I wrote this same poem forty years ago, I'll say.

What will it take to jolt me from this mode?
I would have written this poem anyway.
Goodbye, my fancy, see you another day!