Surviving California

Skid row, marginal. Some will call it home Emptied for the art walk While the missions close Pop-up tent cities Abounding Birthing scant displaced humanity As we diversify We spill from cities Beyond the wealth crest Traditional boundaries Everything meant to burn. Thirty-year cycles Mud pots, sandstone bluffs, Crumble and erode Fault lines, fortitude Small streets Swell into grand avenues As we devalue Debtors of the dream Living oblivion Skin-deep sun-seeking Life in the construct that's sold Promised land, golden state, Sunny, blissful No longer affordable Surviving California