Nothing there except for a big City Lights ad and
a few automobiles and it’s always raining
or at least it appears like that
on the People’s Revolution Boulevard
The street of truth, the street of lies, the desert’s main street
with the remains of aunt Fatima’s apartment
and two rows of barren trees
on the People’s Revolution Boulevard
There are no addresses here for mail to arrive
no random passers-by
Nothing except that drizzle that kills everything
on the People’s Revolution Boulevard