What do you think’s going on in
Los Angeles, California right now?
Do you even care?
Didn’t you know
they have architecture there?
There are buildings made for thoughts.
It’s causal and starts whatever
it wants with it’s.
In thoughts, a body made of thoughts,
this kind of place is this;
it’s casual always.
– Poetry by Wes tewkMehrtin
I kill God today,
“Odd”, it said my father,
“You live, but not in the House of Vacations.”
The jungle we can bend
with the credit cards we’ve rented
to make it to L.A.,
the journey to the Capitol
of the Good-life’s consciousness.
To see God bathe
as He who has His form and penis.
The Murderers by His pool!
By His devoted architecture!
“Odd”, it said my mother,
you live but not in my house,
for you, my son, have killed God today.
If all these stars
if all these stars
are all the women I’ve ever fucked
then this life is a better life for you
and all the daughters you’ve ever known
for they have gone with me
to dim sum on sunny mornings
heard theories of grasses and wildflowers
while the waves of the ocean
broke two hundred yards behind
into something that is turning and
turning time and bodies and breath
and the directors in Hollywood are talking
their stale breath before God
and the crumbling plumbing in La Brea.