Maze
May’s
gone and now the summer flowers
Already
wilting and I hear the buzz
The
insects that gather in the trees for the afternoon heat
Maybe
mint julep would be an ideal Kentucky
treat
I look
back in time thru’ film noir
I’ve a
feeling for that era, it’s happily sublime
Is
reincarnation a drink of witch lime?
Perhaps
dimensions send reflections thru’ time
In LA
that amazing acronym
There’s
Ravenswood the building
Art deco
from a time when class and style rhymed
Mae West,
if you don’t know her, you’re not worth the time
They’ve
both gone but May will come again
And Mae
will always be remembered for that’s West, Hollywood’s ten
Meantime
there’s always black and white
When the
story was the world at midnite
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