I got to the Hollywood Forever Funeral grounds just as the honey glaze of the Californian twilight set its sweet mist over the
hills. San Fernando
The finale of
, was cranking out the last reel. Scarlet Street
winds slowly stirring its hellious breeze from the south. Santa Ana
The palm fronds waving farewell as my muse aesperated on the light from the projector, flying into her younger 1940's self onto the mausoleum screen.
(C) JIMMY VARGAS 2005 / 2010
From his Multimedia DVD / E-Book "Torchin at Tallulahs"
Photo: Vargas / Taylor