Saturday, May 29, 2010

Poem #29

I know next to nothing
About the city of my birth
It is a sprawling oasis
In the middle of a desert
I have relatives there
That I never (or rarely) see
I can't imagine ever wanting
To go and live there
It is too far away
From who I am now
In this different oasis


secret agent woman said...

Las Vegas?

laura b. said...

Secret: Good guess! That would work. But it is Phoenix :-)