LOST IN L.A.

 


Lost in L.A. for 11 minutes

stuck in Watts for over an hour

I waltzed into a playful car

cried and chased the moon;

censored an unlaid cloud

I get tired of waiting

after the bourgeois felled

and I have a million

bags to sweep away

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

late 80's jotting.

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