I was browsing in Book Soup On Sunset boulevard in West Hollywood And pressed up against Bruce Springsteen Quite by accident one evening. In terms of Bruce Springsteen. On a Bruce Weber shoot in New Jersey. I could feel the acorns and twigs Digging into my back like knuckles and fists. I could see the tops of the trees way over our heads, Letting in just a fraction of the blue sky.
Maple leaves the size of dress-shields.
Maple leaves the size of wind-screens.