birthday party

drinking with Normal Mailer
in his suite at the Chateau
Marmount
he tells me about a night
he had with Charlie
Chaplin.

Norman knows how to tell a
good story.

then it’s time to go to a
birthday party
for a producer
we are both working
for.

I tell Norman that Hollywood
terrifies me and that
I am afraid for my
god damned
soul.

we take the elevator down to
valet parking.

the valet drives up with my
car.

“I drive a BMW too,” says
Norman.

“what color?” I
ask.

“black,” he
says.

(mine is black
also.)

“tough guys drive black
BMW’s,” I tell
him.

we get in
and I tool the
machine down
Sunset
Boulevard.