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There is a Los Angeles exit
on the freeway
five miles from my apartment.
I've taken it all the way
once for a Love concert
at a theater in Hollywood.

When I think of LA
I remember a man with one leg
hitting a home-run in the World Series.
A sky hook and a no look pass
Charles Bukowski and Phillip Marlowe
Hacksaw Reynolds
and a black and white album cover
of the letter X burning
in a field at night.