Los Angeles
in it's Autumnal splendor

scatters strip malls
like leaves
from Glendora to San Pedro      

I realize now
that the reason I love Los Angeles
is that I have a city to myself

a place to wander
and never meet a human

only automobiles   

Dreamers here
but all a little vicious  

On the bus this morning
a woman speaks in tongues

a miracle anywhere else

On the bus this morning
a woman speaks in tongues

a miracle anywhere else

Gold Line

Lottery Tickets
their magic rubbed off
litter the floor
of the train to Asuza