still inside the restaurant
we ponder but there is no point
in speculating
whatever the cause it is sad and disturbing
and perhaps symptomatic
of this los angeles culture which may turn anyone
into a creature of raw and unfettered and maybe unexplainable emotion
but this level of disturbance
is truly upsetting
unlike the common run of the mill mutterings and rantings
of the ubiquitous homeless people on the streets
in the alleys on the beach
perched in treetops hovering like ghetto gnats in the sky
floating above the wretched wonderfulness which is this city
carrying no more weight than a chilly day
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2017-05-20 at 16:21
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Ann Wood |
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