Slinkin round Tinsel Town
This headcase from L.A.
Clickin monster metal teeth
Barely holding sway
Billboards flashing slogans all the time
He wants to hide
Hardnosed hammered in a gutter
Mickey Mousey Agent K
Unsure if he truly can
Breathe along the way
Finds it near unbearable
The wreckage of each day
Wile E. Coyote sniffin
White dust on a freeway
Snappy yappin into phone
K you loser I don’t like you
Countless deleterious
Narcissists everywhere
Superstitious not contritious
Poisoning the air
Dontchya know
A teen dream movie queen
Prittiest woo-man ever seen
See her shake on da movie screen
Rock on
James Dean
Can not help but squawk about
A Mickey Mouse Screamplay
Scammer jammers under awning
K-boy flits away
Toadie skankin down
A groty backstreet heard to say
Lookie Lucy dat guys kooky
Krazy Agent K
Haphazardly an uber
Flitting past contains the cast
Overflowing cutthroat
Stench of Hollywood alas
Rob Sienna
An ethereal multimedia & literary pioneer, this author's ethos is to uncover revelations & to share spiritual insight... aiming to enable a vibrant community.
Sienna's work is a testament to radical experimentation & profound inner vision, echoing the iconoclastic spirits of David Lynch, Merce Cunningham & Vincent Van Gogh. His writings have a mischievous, sprightly, elfin quality.
Sienna's art isn't just born from a desk or studio; it's rooted in a commitment to spiritual work, athletic pursuits & well... regular plain old rocking out. By staying mindful & engaged, Sienna gets to a quirky sense of how everything is connected.