"The 405 from Venice"

[Elle]

(the title of this poem is unknown)

 

You in the soft light

the 405 from Venice

a river of red

 

Even though it’s after 8 o’clock the traffic makes it one hour from Venice to Encino. 

Our car is higher than most on the road and as far as I can see forwards and backwards- a river of red tail lights. 
But you look so beautiful in red. Like a movie I don’t want to see end~
I never understood people who didn’t think traffic was romantic. There’s so much beauty in having to wait

 

 

 

[evilentity]

I never understood people who didn’t think traffic was romantic. There’s so much beauty in having to wait

There's been no beauty or romance in having to wait for VBBITG, Lana.

[maxthehitman]

I liked this poem   

 

I also think of traffic lights as romantic. A person has to always look at things in their surroundings at a  "diferent angle".

An artist usually see things very diferently than most people.

 

Blurred vision creates a bokeh of lights and sometimes a colorful painting...