Exits to freeways twisted like knots on the fingers.

  Jewels cleaving skin between...breasts.



  Your Cadillac breeds 400 horses over blue lines.

  You are going to Reseda to make love to a model from Ohio whose real name you don't know.

  You spin

  Like the Cadillac was overturning down a cliff on television.

  And the radio is on

  and the radio man is speaking

  and the radio man is saying women were a curse

  so men built Paramount studios

  and men built Columbia studios

  and men built...Los Angeles

 

  It is 5am and you are listening to Los Angeles.

  It is 5am and you are listening to Los Angeles.



  And the radio man says it is a beatiful night out there

  And the radio man says rock and roll lives

  And the radio man says it is a beautiful night out there in Los Angeles

  You live in Los Angeles

  And you are going to Reseda

  We are all in some way or another going to Reseda some day to diiiiiiiiiiie.

  And the radio man laughs because 

  the radio man fucks a model, too.



  Gone savage for teenagers with automatic weapons and boundless love.

  Gone savage for teenagers who are aesthetically pleasing, in other words, fly.

  Los Angeles beckons the teeanagers to come to her on buses.

  Los Angeles loves love.



  It is 5am and you are listening to Los Angeles.

  It is 5am and you are listening to Los Angeles.



  I am going to Los Angeles

  to build a screenplay about lovers who murder each other.

  I am going to Los Angeles 

  to see my own name on a screen 5 feet long and luminous.

  As the radio man says, it is 5 am

  and the sun has charred the other side of the world and come back to us

  and painted the smoke over our heads in imperial violet.



  It is 5am and you are listening to Los Angeles.

  It is 5am and you are listening to Los Angeles.



  You are lissssssssssssssssss-ning.

  You are lissssssssss-ning.

  You are lisssss-ning.

  You are lisssss-ning.

  You are lisssss-ning.

  You are liss-en-ing.

  You are liss-en-ing.

  You are liss-en-ing.

  You are liss-en-ing

  to Los Angeles.