Charm

There is a
Lebowski-like
Charm about SoCal
Southern California a
Sort of frayed tawdriness
Paint peeling stucco chipped
Trashy tender secondhand feel
To most buildings houses or stores
Compared to the opulence of the
Hearst palace or places of the
Rich two worlds side by side
In charming dissonance
Battered old cars side
By side with penis
Cars for middle
Aged wimps.
The truth is
In neon for
All to see.
Neurotics here
Live in castles in
The sky and psychotics
Move into those sky castles.
Sunny cool breezy bright days
Pass un-numbered here among
The lotus-eaters too cool for
Worries a perfect shelter in
Place where the beach is
Always a sandy refuge
From any reality best
Ignored in SoCal
Where the men
Wear shorts
And women
Wear the
Pants.
The
Dude
Abides here.