Just like the city, she’s
different.
Not off, like the way you feel
walking down certain streets
downtown in the capitol city,
but different. A new flavor
of a coffee from Burial Grounds.
A book you never saw before,
In Bower’s library.
Indeed, a store or spot
that you never really had
visited yet, even through what
you’ve said.
You’ve been “up and down this place,
and know it like the back of
the hand”. For certain, but even
then no history can make up
for raw exploring. Don’t you
love it here?
You couldn’t count every
falling leaf in October
just like you could never
know what you don’t know
about your favorite city.
You have to find out. Be as
vulnerable as you first were,
when you were afraid of getting
mugged that one time on
3rd Street, and how uncertain
it felt to be out at night like
that for the first time.
You have to find out.