Alison Percifield

Alison Percifield

Alison,

I'm stunned

You're done

With Madison, Wisconsin.

The west has won!

Anyway, it seems more fun,

At least for getting outside

When the clouds don't hide the sun.

Draw me a map

Of how you got to where you're at.

You met folks with free couches

And had a few mishaps.

Thanks for sharing your stories,

With the Facebook world,

Couchsurfing alone as an American girl.

I'm sure you feel good about the human race,

No longer judging people by their dress or their face.

Not like you did before;

I recall you welcomed me,

To a shabbot dinner for drinks and eats.

All I remember 

About your place,

Is a map covered table 

That said you made.

I didn't know back then

That it's what you do,

Making sense of our world

With visual tools.

And with my words, 

I'm trying to make sense,

Of why we didn't hang out

When we had the chance.

I miss the terrace music 

And the High Noon Saloon.

Someday let's couch back,

And dance to some tunes.