Beverly Hills Concrete
I got lost in Beverly Hills tonight
I put my face to the concrete to try to listen for your breathing
I stroked it with my fingertips because it was all the real I remembered of the stars in your eyes
I must not be easy to be near;
I am difficult
Men give me money because I move my mouth in the manner of the sorrows of Universe
You surround yourself with the desperate but you are worth more
Maybe only I knew the secret
Maybe you hate me
When I go West, near Water, I am near you.
I got lost in Beverly Hills tonight
All the gates were closed to me
Most would think "I can only be a serf in these gardens"
But for me, the path through was clear.
8/15/13
