Which malign suburban wasteland
Would you like to see, my friend?
So far, this year, I've been to three.
March brought San Antonio's.  Late
April passed in Lafayette (Louisiana,
I should say), and, last week, I was
In Las Vegas.  As I crept toward
The solstice, each was warmer than
The last, but, otherwise, they were not
Different.  Local color, if it ever had
Existed, doesn't now.  The stores,
The architecture, signs and streets
Are drearily the same.  There's nothing
To be gained by leaving your hometown
For somewhere else, if you confine
Yourself to suburbs.  Sadly, many people
Do, but, if you choose to search for wonders,
You may find Hispanic markets, po boys,
And a building which, though upright,
Looks like it fell down not far from
Malign neighborhoods exactly like
Your own.

Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-06-08 at 17:16

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