Something went wrong. Citizen Same sits parallel to Wilton while licking the seal for a joint across the street from Social Security. Everything he owns is loaded on a dolly inside the open air California closet. The blues float from cold ads to a cooler, and on to a folded tarp, to a Cool Ranch Doritos to a collar from the description of a known candidate. Citizen Same sits sideways on the side horse in a black leather trench coat. Lives are lived like account has been suspended indefinitely. Among the shadows while lit from above and banned from the […]

Stand alone, there’s no back up in the corner belly. The shelter is on the outskirts of transportation hubs and hotels experiencing a growth spurt. Airport code and conduct, super local in a global node: In n Out. Over our heads and beyond crystalized waterways is the mysterious life made visible with weight and thrust. Sorrows are checked when there is trust in him. Listening becomes different as a trustee because joy glistens like aromatic jelly on this thick and toasty crust, butter or avocado. Put your belongings in bins. Raise your hands. Scanned with radiation for sins, nobody is […]

Not everyone’s dream is to ride off into the sunset. Wind down Sunset to Park where people ride off center by echoing haunts off little strips. Sounds change around life’s grit. Little time to sit and be still while charges confront the acquittal. As the pie widens the slices are one-by-one oozing onto your eyes like Hostess. The ads bleed out across the world and question who’s really living. The images are almost perfect, flattened and ironed out when the call of duty reaches the scale and scope. Citizens Same as a pair, huddle through the chilly night at their […]

Adhesives fill the light boxes like pie filling, but the visuals are a florescence of nothing living. Cut yourself a piece of the sticky pie next to Citizen Same’s metal place mat in a fetal position. A few blue masking tape strips stick to the shelter bars like the wind breaker’s improper covering: exposure to environment. The blue wind breaker keeps the petal from taking the warmth too quickly like being striped of a covering because the woeful politicians love the feeling of being splattered with cream pies stored in their refrigerator of lies. Adhesives cover up the true white […]

From the outside looking in, a neon aquarium blinks behind glass: the seas underneath. A floral comforter wraps Citizen Same’s position like a mantle while he breathes out of the spire on a fire chills night. There are no frills to keep the price of living low. The life cycle burns slow like a candle on Sawtelle where the commerce for ramen, filled to the brim sips down to where a few people are about to go too. Tables and chairs are stacked and dragged into store fronts flair: fragmented kana. A sight to see while it’s not taken down […]

The land of Lincoln needs emancipation from being priced out of the spoiled prairie. Rain showers release royalty as crooked electric avenues flash lavender dominance over domestic residences. A power outage comes at an hour when people depend more on rite aid than relationship. Plants patiently wait for their time to get drenched. They don’t gripe about global warming. All food types should be received with thanksgiving. Citizen same is battered by the elements from the dreary sky. Come say goodnight at the intersections without any working traffic lights because lightning bolts neutralize the volts in the grid. Shuttles disrupt […]

Still there. Not anywhere else, but here in the beach of the king. Not many make this reference because they’re unaware of the language exuding from the unseen. After raindrops downpour from full clouds everything glistens. Heavy shivers the second it’s delivered by his steady spirit not just in his prime, not boxed or the ekg of stocks. All his, and still anti-trusts are levied against the divine. The refraction of mirror-like light instantly goes outward into the night. It’s as if the one who plots the drops is listening, still there. Proclaim your faithfulness in the evening. A shelter […]

Citizen Same has been spoken for even though the black and silver wheelchair is tipped over, backwards. Incline your ear to me and save me in your righteousness. Controlled traffic patterns signals white noise next to the hard bed like a sleep-aid. A break from it when red. Safe and sound on the side of the east and west bound; broken down. Not there, but look again underneath the slice of advertisement pie. Shut eye until sunrise. A recliner while automation culture declines. LA casting spokes will be on a roll over the lines around folks who pay no mind. […]

Insight, not just another stock photo. Upload for passive income, but what does it amount to? A massive pile of dry bones watching, checking account. Right. A markup language populates the understanding of the street life for structure and links. Look up for once digital dunce these are the scenes seen by the liberator while on patrol. They are not stock photos waiting for an empty placeholder. They are held beyond city limits on shoulders of suffocation. Do you think it ends there? Humbled into a posture of relaxation. Green pastures, no smoke. Out of place, by a pie of […]

Citizen Same is all bundled up in the charcoal grey blanket like dreams awaiting to escape before it’s all over. All over many are awaiting to be activated even though they’ve sustained a little damage. Chisel away the soiled stone to reveal a human statue underneath the liberty of light. Poor LA leaders are jumbled and shaken up. When they speak it comes out mumbled like two liters of pop: fizzled and flat. A dead beat. Too fancy to speak meat. Soda politicians flat out take the city to the cleaners while ignoring the little voices. They are great in […]