I say I live on David Byrne Street.
With its village academy at one end and
Firehouse 19 on the other, it reminds me of Byrne pontificating on the lives of people
in ‘Flyoverville’ in “The Big Country” from More Songs About Buildings and Food.
Is the presence of a World Market (does Byrne shop there? Costco seems more likely his style.)
just around the corner scarily coincidental?
Cue Rod Serling?
Byrne’s ironic refrain, “I wouldn’t live there if you paid me,”
sends a smile to my face as I walk home, passing
Westporters out Westporting.
Who am I to judge when, eons ago, I was one of them.
On nearby, unnamed streets the sirens shrill.