If I go to California
I don’t think I’d ever come back.
It would be as if Wisconsin
moved away and took Chicago
as something like a souvenir.
I’d be somewhere on the west coast
and Wisconsin and Chicago
would be gone away someplace else,
cheese, fish, water slides re-arranged
with Chicago on a table
like a very detailed snow globe.
There’d be nothing to come back to.
That’s how much I’d never come back.
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