Buzzing around town
Nothing to say
But talking

California air pushes me
around state street
The shops all look the same
Cold sea and cool breezes

A heated pool on the mountain side
My daughter laughing in it
Laughing along with her

She can't swim so I hold her
Or she's sixteen and smoking **** with her friends
Or She's older than I am right now
living anywhere but Florida
I hope I see her,
Whenever


Wet Florida air
forcing its way
down my throat
coating me inside
wrapping around
to make me smaller

She lives in it too
and I hope it doesn't cause any lasting damage

Emma,
Go north till you realize how pretty it is
then stand upside down
and purge your lungs of this
****** place