NIGHT-TIME HOLLYWOOD BOULEVARD WASTELAND

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By Tom H. Brooks 3

 

tourists

whores

homeless

junkies

freaks

stars to nowhere

on

dirty stained streets

the rumble

and

the roar

of buses and motorcycles

and

the dim glow

of

sad moonlight

filtering down through

night smog-mist.

Faces pass me

flowing

like candle flames

on the

dark waves of night…

each one of them

alone

as we are all

alone…

The neon snakes

of light

surround me

with their color

and their pointlessness.

Yes,

at this moment

I am truly

solitary

that is to say,

even if someone were here with me,

I would still be alone…

 

THB3

 

 

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