i saw metal and glass turn into a sea of smoldering glowing
seething grey
as if a cauldron had been tipped over
not by magic
fate
it bubbled and surged past the
cinemas boutiques and russian tattooed brothels
devouring chunks of cement
hand prints stars vomit and cigarettes
turning our cultures first born into a pockmarked
orphan
i saw the palm tree
guardians of flashing celluloid turn to ash
raining down in a flurry of
baptism
falling on the shoulders of
the suits the sex the music
the apron the immigrant
a knighthood of
equality
of beauty
and everyone looked up
up
up
i saw the clouds turn violet and violent as the wind
bellowed through
canyons towers mansions and cardboard castles
a voice in the storm asking for its
son
barely decipherable
wholly untouchable
cutting through the core the heart the mind
a dog like frequency
for human
souls
i saw the world stop turning
as the aged moon finally caught the agile sun
and all eyes looked up
up
up
every knee crashing to the
pavement
the concrete the dirt the
carpet the dust
as heads bowed
and the letter L plummeted
off the
hollywood sign
