Sunset Boulevard Hallucinations
by Sam Hendrian

She’d made a living out of first impressions

Even if she wasn’t always sure

What those first impressions were.

If you leave things at a handshake and a smile

There’s little room for error

Unless of course the smile says more than was meant to be said.

We all fall victim to projections,

To checklists we have no means of seeing

While lost in the mundane maze of small talk.

Nowadays though there’s no guarantee

The rarity of an accurate perception

Isn’t stolen by a double-tapping reassessment.

Perhaps all constructions of character

Are mere Sunset Boulevard hallucinations

Tricking us in ‘n’ out of friendships.

Anyhow, she gave up her living of first impressions

And took to the streets busking with songs of segways,

Medleys of the middle where truth has time to breathe.

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