Hellywood by Jim Landwehr

200_sHellywood – an entry from the On a Road poem series

On our way to see a bit of Hollywood
what the big attraction is
driving down some six lane holocaust
through miles of calighetto in our chevy
– it just goes on and on, the blight –
rundown buildings, trash in the gutter
barred windows, last ditch cars
with junkyard fenders
duct-taped plastic windows
boarded up buildings, razor wire
and gates on every door
for godssake even the
sorry looking palm trees long for
the suburbs to try and get out of
this shithole. California is its own kind of
gecko changing colors without warning
and laying motionless in the hot sun.
It seems we’ve got to go through
hell to get to Hollywood.

“LA is a jungle.”
— Jack KerouacOn the Road

 

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