No more day trips
No more gadding about
No more pioneer shit
No more EXT. ARMY AMMUNITION PLANT – DAY
No more loitering while the coal train passes
No more fights on the walkway over the interstate
No more Sunday small towns shut down for God and football
No more EXT. UNDER THE BRIDGE OVER THE MISSISSIPPI – DAY
No more bookshop rack full of gun magazines
No more muscle-shirted men loitering between empty shop windows
No more cafés with manic blonde “welcome in!” echoes
No more EXT. ABANDONED HIGH SCHOOL – NIGHT
Let’s go back home to our sunset walk down the hill
Let’s go back to the nature trail by our old house
Which isn’t the same since they hacked the overgrowth
Instead of sneaking away, you see houses across the creek
And they see you
And you are overgrown
No more crosstown haunts, either, then
I’m calling it
Let’s go home
Before it’s time to leave again