LA Odyssey

I almost insist on the words

as doors left swinging

from the force no one saw

A wrap around hotel

with empty courtyard

boarded up, sprayed white

Hiding Out.

Nick is too kind

two black

and slowly moving marbles against flesh

Sara, a model of containment

Brian is luminous (all eyes)

twin fires beyond the pit

that only crackles green

brighter than the edges of the neon

lining Fairfax

Family Books

The Films of Robert Blake

We score a trim ocean blue

windbreaker

and Dinosaurs of the Land, Sea & Air

I slipped away from the bench

when they brought

the car around

My black hobo sack abandoned

and thought a bomb. I was seamlessly high on my air heels and driven

away to where the camera could not follow

8-4-13

Source: PoetryNow (PoetryNow, 2015)