It's been a moment since
I was on the hills of Allegheny College,
a stone skip away from the
smooth-around-the-edges
cauldesac of Haven Road:
Wellesley, Massachusetts.
What tempid changes?
afflicted over the month of May;
what personality reforming,
shaking my foundation,
flying to Boston?
Such a drastic shift of scenery,
of atmospheric pressues,
that maybe I'm not so delicate,
such a Rosebud afterall.
But somewhere between
the tumbleweeds that roam the boarders
of Meadville's Walmart
parking lot and that parking lot
of Fell's corner, where
I gazed stoned and dismayed
at the officer who rattled on my
car window with nothing to say,
must be me.
I don't really care,
I just want a place to call home.
-Dann
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