in between albuquerque and phoenix is flagstaff

the sun sets
in my eyes

this table,
on san francisco st,
flagstaff, az
has always been
here,
somewhere

i once slept
in this town
a million times,
while
making hangovers
as easy
as
microwave food.

there were girls,
drama,
bars,
and books,
just like any other
town.

i only stopped here
for a moment,
to get a coffee
and
embrace
the chest
of
some stupid
nostalgia.

in a few minutes
i'll be gone.