landings

fly above the
daisy fields
look to the horizon

the emerald green city
a nucleus
highways and byways
pierce the epicenter

two days here
never enough

ease but not rest
memory without connection
a past lost to a future
flashing "No Vacancy"

here, as the wheels
begin to rest
and parental voices wait
on the line
near the car
with an embrace at hand,
here a story can
begin again

it already has

I'm back from my HS Reunion and feeling disconnected and somewhat dissociative.