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It's International Pixel-Stained Technopeasant Day, and I'd been meaning to post the following poem anyway, what with it being the 20th anniversary of the LA Riots. This little poem first appeared in 1992 in High Performance magazine (a special issue they did called The Verdict and The Violence, edited by Wanda Coleman). I'm pretty sure I scribbled the poem while stuck in freeway gridlock. I remember jotting down the traffic sign.
4/30/92
crawling toward work on 405 freeway
morning after Rodney King decision
refineries to my left belch
white smoke
palm trees to my right
jacarandas blooming
Budweiser & Maui $360
roundtrip billboards
N-110 EXITS CLOS
CENTURY - ML KING
4/30/92
crawling toward work on 405 freeway
morning after Rodney King decision
refineries to my left belch
white smoke
palm trees to my right
jacarandas blooming
Budweiser & Maui $360
roundtrip billboards
N-110 EXITS CLOS
CENTURY - ML KING