Sunset Boulevard

In the glass city there are no glass windows, the king is kin to his own nothing and the queen is a whole table: so the difference between gold and evening.

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Thursday 17 October 1661.

Dave Bonta

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