West Hollywood parking tickets and such

Seven days and all I've seen is locked gates
and little wisps of cloud stretched out

over cold wet stone.

The rain never seems to come
and the monkey grass is overgrown,

overfed and the cars are all locked
and dull in nature and their

windows are rolled up tight.

The parking tickets build up and pile themselves

high and holy throughout the landscape

of Detroit St. and Delongpre Ave.


Ray Strickland

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