DC

So this
Is the East Coast

So this is
DC

I can hear you on the subway
I can see you in the headlights
Of multinational vehicles
Feel you in every historical tidbit
Of every fast talking tourist guide

Another badly planned family vacation
Breathing in acceptance
Breathing out daydreams
Of days long past
Of days long in coming

Your specter warming my neck
With constant reminders
I’ve missed the last train out of here.