a Dallas bulletride

spent a few days in Chicago
not quite pretending
connecting & reconnecting
swallowing
the cold
that followed us

south

sunk fast in
upturned swamps
where semi-natives
squandered affection
and I

collected sunshine
second-hand
each piece (fit)
a touch
too familiar

I fled from Florida

onward calming coastlines
on
toward arid planes
on
to an awaiting
oblivion