LA on the EAST

I

I’m sick of living

the sub-urban

blight sub divided

shameless-sameness

rules and regulations

unfounded,

buy reality

butt

their own.

 Repetitive blandness;

hypnotizing mind numbing

reflecting

group think thing.

Living?

II
And good old buckaroo

No matter where you go?

W/o your car

You’re dead

III

Full revolution-revolting,

grew  up too,

same old ending.

I fled, to this?