4-18-92 Wind

` 4/18/92


Came a surprise wind
And it smelled calm
It grabbed me and sent me on my way
As I traveled
It smelled like evergreen
A species nurtured by money,
Loneliness and hired help
The scent of a neighborhood
Drifting down to the others,me
And it continued to blow

And it smelled like judgment
A life taken;we,a little less like God
Never to see a head on a stick
Next to the Beverly Hills sign
California awoke with blood on its hands
Washed and went to work (on time)