poem for hollywoodNew apartment near "the hills"
Missing the slackers of Venice and our neighboor who knows karate
No lights come with you here in either room
No fridge as well? At least there's a dishwasher caddy this time...
Pushing Pulling again and again
Elevators that need a key and a password to open
up and down a million times key in key out
Second hand smoke coming through my bedroom window