No Such Thing As A Last Name

you're going to miss
the brown squiggly lines taped below the
big
mauve orb.

you've never seen anything taller. always
a
kid,

let her grow or let
her

go.

just

let her drool on the passenger seat, since she

couldn't sleep on the
motel
mattress.

it's always hardest in the
beginning. not enough stars
in Tucson.