roadtripped to this campus
and walked along its empty halls,
the darkness outside increasing
the contrast of lights
on blown up DNA models,
i had notions in my head
of what this place would be like
but the question that
resonated through my visit was:
"could this ever be home?"
naval yard off in the distance,
i hear the synchronous shouts
necessary for a group of armed men,
i breathe in Illinois air
before speaking in an accent
discernible to all.
"is this it?"
the words i was too scared to ask,
thankfully,
it wasn't.