Of Dreams and Unraveling |
The entire southern California coast
bursts into flame…
Be it the desire of faulty angels,
feeling of entitlement, prestige?
Eyes set on shallow dreams,
Rumpelstiltskin gold
Radioactive egos tread water
exploding into a sea of cinder
Manufactured smiles, flailing arms,
run toward a wooden,
painted Hollywood horizon
Ushers rip perforated tickets,
viewers take their seats
awaiting the next Dahlia
Mouths full of popcorn
and imitation butter.
copyright 2014
Apryl
Skies |