just visiting

it's a mini mansion,

amongst a small neighborhood
of mini mansions.

black and grey cars line
the drive ways.

audi, Mercedes, bmw.

a jag or two.

they all have pools. tennis courts.
dogs, trained
and well behaved.

the kids go to the finest schools.
they glow
with health.

one plays a tuba, the other a violin.

it's a fine place to work, to paint
a wall or two,

a room,
or paper a border around the ceiling.

the women are ageless, the men at fifty
are thirty two.

they ski, they golf, they go to Europe
on a whim.

it's strange being her, having
been from where I
began.

but it's nice to visit time and time
again and comforting to know,

that i'll never be like them.