6 mo in LA
Waking up after dusk,
where did the time go?
Baby brother is 21 tomorrow,
clock hand spinning so fast it flew off.
He starts drinking just as I stopped.
We are on different pages, different time zones.
I'm at the grocery store buying a plastic bag to hold a plastic bag.
Everyone is telling me to fix my face,
but I just want to fix my mind.
I'm out here on my balcony everyday,
looking at the Hollywood Hills at night,
looking for a sign.
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