A rainy day in LA: weak and feeble,
Puckered up and all for show
The unfortunate attention whore:
The stillness cries, then kills.
Cars and their put-put madness along the endless road to a non-existent terminal destination
Always a purpose without a motive
We're always driving ourselves to insanity in our aimless desires to go somewhere be somewhere do something find something -
Hide from something, really.