Coppell used to be a town in Texas.
Davy Crockett under a coonskin cap,
French-German settlers so sure they're right
Even as their un-air-conditioned dreams
get scalped by Comanches’
own ideas of fair compensation
for the original bundled real estate derivative.
That kind of Texas
Coppell used to be
But now you can’t hardly catch sight of a lizard
skittering across the overpaved road
of a spanking-new bedroom ruin of the proud and the weary
The workers and the rich, and all those who really want to be.
I finally saw one
after five days,
skittering home over