Sunday, February 2, 2014

wrong turn in west hollywood


oh shit,

this is a gay bar

hey, it’s o.k.

you can choose how you want to decay

but this is not for me

 

back on the streets i swim the dead sea

then suddenly wonder why no one had hit on me

 

oh well

only vultures circle a dead carcass

 

wow this is a really walkable city

i could almost forget everything’s in decay

a city without a hot alpha ray

 

tonight this is the best place to stay

the west and the north are affluent hills

the cops will notice me drinking my swill

 

i’ll walk through these grids

and bouquet of shops

i’ll just keep on walking

and never stop

 

the sunrise will find me out on sunset

i’ll go to a bookie and wager a bet

that often you’ll find me walking this town

but there won’t be a barstool

where i’ll sit down

 

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