i’m
not gonna write
there’s
nothing to write
i’m
gonna stay drunk
out
here all night
second
tuesday of every month
art
walk downtown los angeles
posers
and drunks
but
the food trucks
have
really good tacos
they
want to stand out
street
performers and artists shout
i
hide in plain sight
clean
cut and white
but
they’ve never seen anything
come
their way
like
the author of
the
dark streets of decay
the
l.a. art scene.
what
is art
once
it’s seen?
but
i’m here
part
of the crowd
drunk
and
wondering out loud
why
everyone doesn’t just sit down
stop
amid
the realization
that
none of this
none
of us
not
a single thing
just
doesn’t fucking matter
but
second thursday of every month
will
find me back again
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