everyone has gold teeth and don't smile

it was like someone had taken Lincoln Park
(once burroughs grounds for shooting and cruising)
maybe the Golfd Coast

given them a whole town
to spend, hedonize
get away from the kids

there were fake tits in every direction
and you couldn't get no where without a collared shirt
the bar bands were playing goo goo dolls covers,
generic blues rock
and everything was still decked in beige
but it was a city
there were
police sirens

black people
(scattered)

and

amongst the iced mojitos
and
automated everything

scrawly latino gang tags

and finally
in West Palm Beach

i was able to breath

i will be home tomorrow