
We were the Gods
Here we are
Before the sunrise
Dangerous games
In an eternity’s eye
Cold veins
We are like the wind
You can’t touch us
But we can touch you
Cat and mouse
You are blind prey
You can’t see us
But we can see you
Jumping off
Hillside letters
Tall
HOLLYWOODLAND
You Couldn’t remember
We’ll never forget
1923
Porcelain skin purity
Pearl necklaces
Long
Thin
Necks
Jazz
Crazy antics
It was beautiful
We were free
We are vampyres
Elegant
Once of royal blood
She danced the Charleston
Fueled by bathtub martinis
Cocaine
A true hedonist
She laughed
She glittered
She was Venus on earth
Beauty
Beyond mortal comprehension
She was Alive
Silver screen dreams
Brought choice
Starry-eyed innocence
To us in droves
Parties
Marquis
Tinsel Town reflections
Sound stage
Backstage
There was no shortage
Of our feasts
Orange fields
Paved with gold
Offerings
To the Gods
In mansions
On steep slopes
Overlooking Sunset Blvd.
Exclusive parties
Echoed through the nights
Frivolous
Unaware
This was Our time
We were the Gods
They knew our names
Drawn
To our spectral pastimes
Both
Unaware
And without a care
Ready to make sacrifice
Embrace our decadence
Lose themselves
In our embrace
Some
Joined our eternal guild
Paramores
Muse
Intellectual equals
Others
Lasted most of the night
Then
Would disappear
As fast as they appeared
Lost
Forgotten
In time
Unwanted
But
For a few short hours
They experienced sheer delight
Pure Bliss
Total escape
They were gifted
What they truly wanted inside
To BE Something
Other than mundane
To matter
To SHINE
To attain, their dreams
Intoxicated
Heddie
To succumb to the rites
Innocent vessels
Upon their release
Now
At peace
Forevermore…..
(matthew bowers) ~93
©2021
