Down on Venice

Down on Venice why
Should have it in my hand.
The Golden State I mean.
Where I went and encountered
A place I didn’t like.
Who knows why
I didn’t fit in.
They told me so
in many words and gestures.

Down on Venice why
Should have it in my hand.
The Golden State I mean.
Where I went and encountered
A place I didn’t like.
Who knows why
I didn’t fit in.
They told me so
in many words and gestures.
This entry was posted on July 18, 2012 by Here in Van Nuys. It was filed under Van Nuys and the Valley and was tagged with CA, Poetry, Venice.
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