THE HOLLYWOOD RAGE PAGE

Seconds before the thunderclap came In every   Single Unit The summit of the day had been reached  And with it came The assurance of immortality Which arrives  When danger is as far away as the faraway moon which at that very moment was watching over each and every one of them  In every Single Unit like the nightlight of the nursery where Mom and Dad once upon a time  held vigil in the shadows  counted baby breaths for inventory and exported dreams  to ensure everlasting love  and most of all a very, very long life. Outside was the  after-hours  clocked-out ocean Which was something to boast about and take every angle pictures of from their balconies  while it was still rumble tumble awake to send to friends and relatives who would envy them And everything about their life for at least one more minute. There were no lifeboats for the beloved of  every Single unit  of Champlain Towers South in Surfside, Florida on that summ...

It's over The end was unexpected Shocking even  Even though I knew it was coming There was nothing left to say.  In the beginning You were everything that my Friends said you were  You sparkled like Hepburn in the spotlight You were crafty and complicated Challenging at times  As you weaved your mystery Like a form fitting cardigan And I was hooked No. I was madly in love with you. And now  I can't get you out of my mind. I think about you all the time  And worry that I will walk into  A nearby shop Like the one where we first met And see you being held by someone else Who thinks that they can read you just as well as I did  Which will make me want to scream  I owned you.  You were mine. But I am just a man  And you are a book  One that I adored  And will never Ever  Forget Even if I have to share you.