Home from Vacation

we drag ourselves
home from vacation,
swimming suits bleached
from motel hot tubs,
dirty laundry intermingled
with those nice travel
clothes we planned to
wear at fancy dinners.
instead, we ate taquitos
at roadside stands,
drank mojitos flavored
with the local in-season
fruits, falling asleep
with the moon rising
in our favorite worn-out
clothes we planned to
leave home.
we drag ourselves
home from vacation,
refreshed and exhausted
at once, waking reluctantly
to an insistent alarm clock,
trying to remember what
we had worked on before
we left and why it
mattered.