Where I'm from there are fields upon fields of fields
of circular movement, from beginning to end,
from spud to stalk, from state to farm.
Where I'm from is where people go to die,
to waste their middle lives.
Where I'm from the only veterans on the parkway are the unemployed, laid-off, ignored.
Where I'm from we pretend the tent city doesn't exist behind the McDonalds.
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Where I'm from I miss you.
Where I'm from is so far from you.
Where I'm from I reset every night.
I've stopped dreaming.
I see you, but have never seen you.
I wonder if I know you better or worse than the people who see you every day.
I hear your mind but I can't see it work.
How do you roll in your sleep?
How do you look when you think no one is looking?
I think about you--
I think about your skin under my hands,
for which I have no point of reference.
I think about drowning--
I think about
I think about lightning striking twice.
If I am the laugh you are the laughter.
(HAH, WRONG)
