Hand Habits
Greater LA (Scene)
Doing this city right
Is just thinking about it
How everything disappears
Right in front of
Already blurry
Already a thought
How the angles don't exist
A melt of heat and land
A health center of women
Who come from nearby
A restaurant of warm fools
Eating egg whites
At night I can hear the coyotes
And all the dogs at once
All the animals actually
Sounds like a real brawl
Separated by the time
Between neighbors
I wonder if any of them
Are strong enough to break
Through my screen door
Or if any human would
Just do that
With a tool
In silence