Crazy Mothers, crazy fathers, everyone saving each other,
hysterical calls to cousins who call uncles who call brothers;
from San Francisco to Michigan, everyone knows you’re not
I don’t know what Michigan looks like.
I imagine a perfect square.
There are thousands of squares in Michigan called
There is a lake: its waters flow from corner to corner.
(c) Rob Goldstein November 08, 1984 All Rights Reserved (Revised 08/26/2019)
To my friends in Michigan. I’ve have seen Michigan. It’s beautiful.