For the longest
I thought that the stars were made of God. I dont recall whom I thought
God was, except that he was a B-actor in the late show, mostly disaster
pics. Neither can I remember his name, typical of me, because I always
want to fit in. But I'd recognize it if I heard it spoken aloud. It was
something similar to Topol or a guy who you'd see playing around with Raquel
Welch in a town famous for its tomatoes and fountains.
There would be a festival,
and Raquel would get all
wet in her white dress.
Then the
fountain would run red,
not with tomatoes but
with her blood, for
God had asked her not to dance.