I'm in los angeles today... it smells like an
airport runway. jet fuel stenches in the cabin and
lights flickering at random. I'm in los angeles
today... garbage cans comprise the medians of
freeways always creaping even when the
population's sleeping. And I can't see why you'd
want to live here. I'm in los angeles today...
asked a gas station employee if he ever had
trouble breathing and he said "it varies from
season to season, kid." it's where our best are on
display... motion picture actors' houses maps are
never ever current so save your film and $15. And
I can't see why you'd want to live here.
Billboards reach past the tallest buildings, "we
are not perfect but we sure try." As UV rays
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pumping us through this entropic place in the
belly of the beast that is californ-i-a, I drank
from a faucet and I kept my receipts for when the
weigh me on my way out (here nothing is free). The
greyhounds keep coming dumping locusts into the
street until the gutters overflow and los angeles
thinks, "i might explode someday soon." it's a
lovely summer's day and I can almost see a skyline
through a thickening shroud of egos. (is this the
city of angeles or demons?) Here the names are
what remain... stars encapsulate the gold lame and
they need constant cleaning for when the tourists
begin salivating. You can't swim in a town this
shallow - you will most assuredly drown tomorrow.