Los Angeles Im Yours

this city truly is the pacific oceans vomit
this city is heavy with a lack of life
this city breathes chokingly thick smog
this city pisses on all reverence, with no remorse
this city gives you the chills, not the good kind
this city bathes in fluorescent light, polluting your senses
this city laughs with love and grace tumbling from its lips
into a vat of french fry grease
this city makes me feel as though ive been greedy with gravity lately
this city hangs those who try too hard
this city
this city
oh god
this city

i feel my mouth open
steaming, burning breath
pouring through my fangs
dripping with this seasons hippest blood
the locomotives lie
gasping on the beach
like starving dogs that have finally accepted their decay
there is a heavy humming in the air of this desert
as i lay
my skin burning
tendon and bone
drift
sway
so delicately across
the nubile sand
that now fills the skeletons of the towers
that once shouted "PROGRESS"
now whisper "DEMISE"
our gods have returned
brining with them
blood curdling admonition
the very machines that birthed
have layed down righteous necrosis
leaving only barbie dolls in their wake