On the corner of Sunset and La Brea

It’s surprisingly hot today, for an October in Los Angeles.

The earth is acting funny.

One day it’s hot and sunny.

The next it’s cold and rainy.

If I didn’t know better, I’d think the planet was trying to tell us something. I suspect it’s like something from a late seventies horror flick. In a low reverb-frosted voice it’s saying, “Get out!”

The insane are pushing and shoving for territory.

Looking for the best corner to preach.

Like steam coming out of their ears, the voices spray out of their mouths.

Hand gestures are OCD,  fast and repetitive, sure to cause RSS (repetitive stress syndrome)

Their words are quick and hard.

Their rhythm and conviction would put Snoop Dog to shame.

I understand every other word or so.

But they are not looking for clarity or diction.

They’re just setting the valve to open so the rats can abandon ship before it all goes down into the black abyss, where all is empty and perfect.

But it will be difficult to stay empty on a hot Monday afternoon on the corner of  Sunset and La Brea, where every direction you look there are new words and desires  chosen for you.

You close your eyes and the words spill out from pedestrian ear buds.

You open your eyes and the words are on the clothing of passers-by.

Soon the head is full again and you wrestle with an out of work actor or yoga teacher over a new corner to let the words out.

Again and again, Amen


1 Comment

  1. Nancy said,

    October 17, 2010 at 11:53 pm

    Yeah, I’m down for some yoga teacher wrastlin’ …

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