screenwriter's blues

exits to freeways twisted like knots on the fingers

jewels cleaving skin between breasts

your cadillac breathes four hundred horses over blue lines

you are going to reseda to make love to a model from ohio whose real name you don't know

you spin like the cadillac was overturning down a cliff on television

and the radio is on

and the radio man is speaking

and the radio man says women were a curse

so men built paramount studios

and men built columbia studios

and men built los angeles

it is 5 a.m. and you are listening to los angeles

it is 5 a.m. and you are listening to los angeles

and the radio man says

it is a beautiful night out there"