Somewhere In California

Woke up,
somewhere in California,
at a beautiful girl’s house,
a good morning,

with tempe and eggs,
espresso for sure,
a whole meal homemade,
no SPAM no Ma’am just blessings yes Sir,

somewhere,
in California,
Kirtan and gangsta music,
a future of livid linguistics,

I make a poem from these thoughts,
which come from these experiences,
a California Native born,
into a surreal existential existence,

conceived in Hollywood,
which makes everything feel like a movie,
or a Reality Show at least,
battled through this War of World’s in order to have Universal Peace,

see I’ll take a life before I make one,
I guess that makes me an Environmentalist,
people move their mouths making my name appear in the air,
I guess that makes me a Ventriloquist,

how real is this?

Waking up,
somewhere in California,
at a beautiful girl’s house,
a good morning,

with tempe and eggs,
espresso for sure,
a whole meal homemade,
no SPAM no Ma’am just blessings yes Sir…

∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆

from '777' the new book by best selling poet A. Lux
available worldwide here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/1548700746