Many times we find
ourselves wading
through trash

to get to the treasure
and hope we can brave
the stench

and the muck
but most days
we quit when we are

three feet from the gold

I couldn't pass up
writing about a street
in LA about a couple

blocks shy of Hollywood
the most notable landmark
or loadstone

being
the Pink ***** Cat
theater

but with that said
I don't want this to be
about

the grit of urban life
too much of that has been
already chronicled

and maybe we should just
let the old man rest

my destination is more
meta

like how sometimes
the moon's nose is just inside
the tent

Whit Howland © 2020