Boom Times in Virgin

Rolling by the forty
Or fifty construction
Sites among the forty

Or fifty standing homes
In muddy winter sand,
It’s hard not to notice

This little desert speck
Is having its boom time,
Despite the megadrought.

The numbers of tourists
And second-home owners
Are growing, still growing,

And the water hasn’t
Run out, not yet at least,
And what is any boom

If not the delicious
Rush to make a killing
And get out while getting

Is good? Lemmings never
Mean to follow other
Lemmings, especially

Not to their deaths. Lemmings
Covet owning those views
From the edge of the cliff.