That is in California.
That is in the United States.
Give me songs;
they are my drugs.
Don't give me love,
because it sometimes involves girls.
I am a fool.
and Brooklyn chases me here.
way out west.
where the sun don't shine.
I want to keep writing this poem.
but I am tired.
Jet lag is a word that starts with B.
but not that for real.
come kiss my cactus.
and my suburb.
far from the folks I know.
I want to get an answer.