Improv 22 (“Broadway” Doty)

“Rodeo Dr., City of Angels”

Palm trees and concrete with black spots from decades of spit or chewed gum
                Probably with another vomit ingredient adorning the pink stars
                                with names of the use-to-be’s or shouldn't be’s

The closest taste of European shop streets America will get on the
                West Coast with their brownish green sea water so cold and not
                                so salty anymore like it used to be in those Polaroids.

Those blondes with their existential crises on which mascara to wear to
                that dinner party that reminds us of prom and probably costs
                                just as much for one semester at the University.

Such a shabby shame that the city where dreams come true would come
                to this piece of paradise with Mexican Mafias and those with
                                talent are out shined by auto-tuned breasts.