Sunlight tapping on moving cars,
Neon lights circulating in black bars.
Dazzling skyscrapers lit from within,
Words poured into a glass of gin.
Dreams and nightmares,
Truths and dares.
Broken hearts, broken minds,
Overnight successes of all kinds.
Chinese characters, a Kanji letter,
Translations lost for the better.
Pasta and poultry,
Chili and cheese,
Fish for me please.
What else is good?
A town shaped by
The make and say of Hollywood.
Generations of strong, creative forces
But too few resources.
Life in constant traffic,
Hoping, waiting for something big.
Far beyond confines of two-dimensions,
And lost centers of attention,
Headlines and cultural tensions,
Strange lessons in propinquity,
The ethic essence of a divided city.
© Colleen Yorke. All rights reserved. 2020.