NaPorWriMo 2017 #21
A human carrying a thick suitcase,
Always around like a shadow
Under the direct Tucson sun
Black and yellow under blue skies:
This is the shape of chronic loyalty.
Spread on a spectrum between two coasts
To where I finally found a method
For unpacking the baggage,
The endless boulders and mud
Once thought to be precious gems;
They're now less heavy and ambivalent
So I can make my own home
Over all that confusing scaffolding.