Tremendous population growth in Texas and a fiery hot housing market have many people feeling a bit overwhelmed. That was the inspiration for this Typewriter Rodeo poem.
Ex-Urbs
I remember the time
I could buy a drink
For under ten dollars
That was last week, I think?
There were days
I could go for a run
And sparkly condos
Didn’t blot out the sun
When traffic and lights
Weren’t really that bad
When a service-industry living
Could be had
But alas the influx
Had led me to outflow
Away from cookie-cutter
To the ex-burbs I go!
Where property values
Aren’t quite so insane
Where I can see fields
And distance again
Here, where creatives
Can afford to live
Where there is less take
And a bit more give
And so we journey out
To start things anew!
And just hope the Californians
Don’t move here too.
