![]() Purple CurtainsA Poem by Judas Hammer![]() I returned back to my former home of San Pedro. When I go there it felt as if she turned her back on me.![]()
Purple Curtains It was different I made it to the end of the 110 I took a left On Gaffey The familiar felt unfamiliar The place I called home Was now Foreign The misty cloud held onto Palos Verdes Like great white dragons I walked to Cabrillo but stopped Short I no longer felt the desire I lost the lust I sat on a bench And drifted To a short nap When I awoke The horizon Appeared the color of grape jelly Like huge Purple curtains The clouds hung in the Sky Like a great partition between Land and sea I walked to my car It no longer felt like home I felt like a visitor With no place To go © 2011 Judas HammerReviews
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Added on September 16, 2011Last Updated on September 18, 2011 Author![]() Judas HammerThe City of Angeles, CAAboutI like to write, live in La and write and make short films. and more..Writing
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