They all end up in Glendale
Where the land meets the higher land
The first one came there with her mother
Their dream home, a small apartment
Two bedrooms and concrete steps
She left, she's on an island now
The next one, it looked like it couldn't end
But it did and now she's in Glendale
With more concrete and more desires
Silent in their immensity
Immense in their clutter
The third one, she's an anomaly
It didn't last enough to count
But I liked four more than three
So in Glendale, she sleeps
Ever the pessimist, she's the happiest one
They all end up in Glendale
The fourth one shouldn't count, she's in Eagle Rock
Which is just down the street, so I'll make an exception
She should have waited
It was a bad week
July 13, 2007
8.08.2007
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