town

tourists used to swarm to my town
just a little pocket of calm
like we are the quiet part of the beach
before the wave that is Philadelphia slams into the shore
they would stay in the inn
or rent a house
or drive up for the day
to go to to the farmer's market
or the art fair
now it is just us
and how many times i have dreamed of it
being just us locals
is hard to tell
but not like this
never like this
the few tourists that come are masked
blowing fog onto their glasses
from under the suffocation of the cloth
we walk the streets alone
and when the shops have finally opened
we cant go inside
we are all inside