hollywood, pt. 1
nothing
ugly in
my peripheral
tree
tops / lamp
posts:
holly
/ wood!
bursts
of memory
from
every open
door
/ way.
people
say stars
appear
in the day-
time / but
then
again…people
are strange.
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