This is just something short about a city I’ve become fascinated with recently. A city I’d love to spend more time in.
Down 35 12 hours away.
I can’t here your voice from here.
I can only imagine the sound being great.
I’ve noticed downtown starting to reach towards the sky.
Do the urban elite like watching it rise?
Are the bats still a sight?
Would I need a car, or could I make it with a bike?
I’d rather avoid the messy bridge on 35.
Your jammed surface streets.
Parking lot highways.
Yet you’re still oh so tempting.
Have you lost your charm?
From far away I can’t tell.
Have you sold out to yuppies?
You must have other qualities to sell.
Are you the artist safe haven?
That you are made out to be.
A utopia in the middle of the sea.
I’ll find out for myself.
Leave a light on for me.