I probably will never see El Monte on a
or El Segundo washed by winter rain.
I never knew these towns existed-if they do,
outside of the obituary page that states
how many boys came home today in boxes
made of steel.
I'm well aware that some have died
from Chicago too
but it's the El Nowhere towns
I think about this morning
and the young men the whole town knew.
Today some children running down the hill