Dessert, desert… whichever one matches

I drove across the mountains,

not for the first time,

but for the first time in a long time. 

As I watched 

the landscape changed 

with the altitude,

then I descended 

back down 

to the other side.

I watched 

as the surroundings 


to wilderness;

it seemed both familiar 

and foreign. 

I once haunted 

this half of the state…


Now I was coming back,

just for my own entertainment. 

Still, I had to pause 

at a trailer-park

where once lived,


“How was it,  I ever sustained myself 

in this miserable little corner 

of the world?”

Children were playing 

where once I worried 

about money, 



and the day-to-day.

Then I continued

to the hotel I had booked, 

and the concert

that had brought me


I would go on to have

an awesome night…

but for those kids

(back at the trailer park)


would just be tomorrow,

but I 

would return 


How is this 



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