Driving Through the Canyon Drunk

Decidedly LA, postmodern
in its self-awareness, post-postmodern,
submodern, supramodern, until
the word loses all meaning.
Watch out for deer.

There is no deer here.
Gas, gas, turn, Mulholland, turn, brake, brake.
The mountain lions have all driven down into
the Valley, or else

settled in beneath the rafters of the new
construction, the same as further east, but later
on into night and meetings, bars and the fog,

side streets and us,
and oh what a place to die.

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