not brooklyn

a creature like no other
be a creature like no other
the book says

and i can't help but laugh
as i have spent 30 years trying
to be just like everyone
else
but this creature
i am

neil young and marlboro reds
i close my eyes and dream
of dusty midwestern
porches
barren and crop less
flat and desolate prairie
cowboyless
and fading into the fade

not microfiber
not brooklyn
if i'm to be alone
i want to be really alone
chicken hawks circling
and the dawn
chasing after the
dusk like
teenagers
in lust