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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 3474 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention Hollywood (sonnet) Graeme Mullen Come ask this lonely East Coast refugee just why he’s stranded here without a dime. He’ll tell you that his lover, drunk on wine, stormed out on him, did not return his keys, Did not replace the Chardonnay he’d bought, but stumbled out into the Eastern Sea, and left him only in the company of Californian women, who he thought Looked flat inside his T.V. screen, and so he took off for Los Angeles, but there light shows distracted him, he didn’t hear The meter clicking as the bright grid cleaved away his nights, and charged that hourly rate that puts a man too deep in debt to leave. |
