Poem: take a 9 mile stroll from Marina del Rey to Manchester United’s hotel, Beverly Hills, in the sun, the blaze, the grand opera of it all, the day being played like a piano grande

An arcadia of imagination

The street never ends. Pic: Paradisio Publishing

The Streets of LA

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the light is incandescent

the streets gone empty

the heat at 32

and in the vistas of the mind

are the oldtime movie stars

cowboy flicks

the LAPD of 1950

and:

Dennis Wilson drowning in Marina del Rey

after penning this - Cocktails;

it breaks your heart - like all things of

beauty

magic

like the sound of unadulterated laughter

like the boy facing the firing squad at noon