Hooray For Hollywood (unfinished)

there’s turtles on North Canyon Drive
and fountains spewing rust
no sunlit silver ghosts survive
beyond the desert’s dust
and on Vine they cross to red
on broken Steinway keys
yet all these movie stars are dead
just whispers in the breeze
that sweeps around the burning palms
under this setting sun
their memories no longer charm
a world that’s all but done.


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