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Back to the USA

Another nowhere town

With a string of nowhere malls

Could be Dayton, Sacramento

Cedar Rapids or Sioux Falls

What's the difference? Same old shopping

Same old Big Boy, Home Depot

Toys 'R Us and Circuit City

Pizza Hut and food to go

The motel room, same old carpet

Patterned to conceal the stains

Complimentary tea or coffee

Could be either, tastes the same

Same old wake-up call recorded

Cheerio voice to start the day

Followed by the same old breakfast

Plastic cereals, bread like clay

Eaten while the same old sound bites

Stir the air with gusts of news

Blasts of ads and blasts of music

And the same words over-used

"How'ya doin? Ya-da, ya-da

Have a nice one. Come Again."

Wish I could, but I have changed and

Here’s not what it was back then

Oh, America I loved you,

Love you still but I can't stay.

Gone too long and seen too much

To fit into the USA.


April 2006

First published in Cyclamens and Swords, November 2008