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The Obsidian Theater XI: Burnouts & Dropouts

Welcome to tonight’s show

 

Allow me to introduce myself.

 

I go by many names

 

 

Some of which, you may know

But those do not need to be mentioned

a howl, a moan, a scream, a summoning

Let’s keep this interesting.

 

 

This is the midnight calling

This is the raven cawing

 

This is the shadow lurking

And the jackals slurping

 

The demons wailing

While Charon is sailing,

 

The Acheron

The river

The first

 

The Eternal song

Of dripping livers

and Thirst

 

Stop

 

This is all confusing

And amusing

To some

And many

But to me it is painful

 

Demeaning

Putrid

Repugnant

Detrimental

Disturbing

 

And

 

A subjective simmer of passivity

A pious dose of sheer calamity

 

Once upon a time

 

In a land past the desert

Was a neon capped city

Devoid of hope

 

And shaped by

Casual nihilism

 

And too much money

 

A powerful portrait in all its brevity

The display of sweltering people melting against the asphalt

The mucous sunscreen and coarse sand between the toes

 

And crooked nails

And bleached hair

And coffee stained teeth

And pink nails

And Gucci purses

And Versace dresses

Shutter Shades

Corvettes

$5 lap dances

 

And promiscuous preteen slaves

To MTV

VH1

Pop sensations

Internet ****

Social networks

Smart phones

Model rock stars

Models

Interviews

Auditions

Mundane seductively

For him

Or she

The nepotistic aficionado

 

of

 

Delicious, robust, superb, disdain

******* Nose Candy

****** Snake venom

After Parties: Gang bang adrenaline

***** Film tryouts: Garage studio

LSD: Acid

Plastic: Lips, skins, *******

24/7

Hits of E

X-T-C

 

and

 

Do you have change for a hundred?

Or a change for a life?

 

Cites in Dust

Thank Siouxsie and the Banshees; A carnival.

 

Shout

Tears for Fears, they’re Head over Heels

 

Love will Tear Us apart

From Joy Division, who claims she’s lost control

 

Los Angeles

“X”

Exene and Billy Zoom’s Wild Gift.

 

The perpetual rise of sunset rockers and Neon knights.

Teens crawling through the muck of socialites and incubator nightmares

Civil borders wired by racial slurs and salivating bigotry

Water replaced by blood

Spit interchanged for souls

And fire traded for icy methamphetamine

 

Warriors and survivors

 

Poets and dreamers

 

Shooters and inhalers

 

Geeks and groupies

 

Burnouts and Dropouts

 

Sweet dreams are made of this

 

 

 

Such a show, such a show! Bravo Bravo! Thank you, thanks to all I have time to thank: Martin Sheen, Julius Ceasar, Fender Guitars, Randy Marsh, elbow pads, Chuck Berry, Al Green, X, Joy Division, Tears for Fears, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Less than Zero, Alucard, Humphrey Bogart, Grace Kelly, Daryl Dixon, George Harrison, Brad Pitt, Rooney Mara (Love you), Belstaff, Emma Watson (Love you too), Laure Heriard Dubreuil, Manolo Blahnik, Hannah Murray and Michele Abeles.

 

So many to mention, so little time. We’ll be back.

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Written by
trevor-gates
26 / M / American
Published
May 24, 2013
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This is one of my favorites I've done so far in this series. I had just finished reading Less Than Zero by Bret Easton Ellis and watch Gregg Araki's films, The Doom Generation and Nowhere, which all three sum up the existentialism and merging rampancy of living in Los Angeles, California. An experience I will never forget.

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