To the Romeo car-washing in Inglewood inlets To the Hippy selling crystals on the Venice boardwalk The Magician swallowing 8-***** at the Huntington Beach peer The Rapper selling CDs in the Ranch Market parking lot The **** tatting in a makeshift garage The Poet slinging chapbooks at cafes and rec centersβ¦
Not androids pontificating from lecterns But grimy roots burrowing deep Seismic rumblings toppling down Insured ivory towers Smashing pilled-paradigms beneath Docs Hustling and slinging In the forbidden outshacks of civilization In tents, over barbed-wire, beside shards Desperate and burning For neither Truth or Beauty But for LIFE
They do not tap wrists No,Β Β they thump chests To feel it beat To feel it rage For fugitive fugues For new eternities
They embrace ******* romance Graveyard necromance The holy hunger for change Defying commercials and charts Shivering and howling on streets Waging guerrilla war Liberating cubicled-hearts