Sunday, October 22, 2006

couldn't of said it better myself

Oh what a rush of ripe e'lan

Languor on divans

Dalliant and dainty

But oh, the smell of burnt cocaine

The dolor and decay

It only makes me cranky

Oh great calamity,

Ditch of iniquity and tears

How I abhor this place

Its sweet and bitter taste

Has left me wretched, retching on all fours

Los Angeles, I'm yours

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

couldn't HAVE said it better myself

12:22 PM

 
Blogger katelyn said...

has LA now become your "home"?

2:38 PM

 

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