Nowhere, U.S.A.

Nowhere, USA

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It's here
Glimmering, rotating and mirrored
In the void of a film-maker's dream
A small hopeful archetypal land
Contending for attention
A town where he plays out bold scenes
With foraging actor-men
Growling, rag-faced reflectees
Sipping at shiny bar tables
All legless in the night
Like an old pinball table broken in the dusty hall
A landscape in minature
Buffetted by stars
The steel balls make steel blue pathways
On cracked veneer under glass
In Nowhere, USA