1.27.2009

Santa Monica Cemetery

Next to the graveyard
it's a funny world
bushes and caper vans
motels with flags
soft serve

There you can find the secret, the key
to all happy, to all good
to bad and everything in between
to death and ice cream
palms and parking meters

The blue college
forever in its footprint
smells like chlorine and art paint
and planetarium dust
breathe it all in

The secret to all happy, all good
it's there as I read the news
I already know
let it settle, walk back west
step into the mausoleum
at sunset and close my eyes

January 24, 2009