Typecast America

[goldenmyst]

Typecast America

America was an affair to remember
With her boozy ballroom style
Straight out of a Garbo movie
But the actress got written out of the script
In favor of a debutante with looks that kill
But doesn’t know her screen personality
From her suburban life in a station wagon
With grunge rock blasting from the tape deck
And she smokes her last cigarettes
In a futile attempt to get back that good feeling
She knew while walking in the clothing stores
With those shoes she one day could afford
To walk America with middle class
On her road trip to Vegas
Where a blackjack sleight of hand
Lands her in the throat of the beast
Eating itself alive

[mnaz]

I like this. There's a reason why Hunter S. Thompson probed the depths and surface glitz of Las Vegas, looking for the "American Dream."

[goldenmyst]

Much thanks Mnaz my friend. Glad you liked this. I still have your book, Roundscape - Notes from Space, about your travels in the southwest. Coming from a writer of your gift your like means so much.

John

[winddance]

nice john. I still prefer the actors and actresses of the black and white. I look at so many old films that I wonder why we even have a color tv.

[goldenmyst]

Thank you so much Winddance, my friend. I love those old movies too. Nothing today compares to them in depth and the quality of their art. Movies like "Streetcar Named Desire" with Marlon Brando are the most artfully crafted ever.

John