Ladybug in Los Angeles

You have to get out
before the racism dark spots your red body
before the cocaine white spots your black face
before the smug 10 FWY prickly pear smog clips your wings
and?
and they guise themselves as friends
and
and it’s time to go
fly away

You have to get out
Before they find out who you are
Before those black nights with red spots
Before those black nights with white spots
Before those black nights…
And
And they become your life
And
And it’s time to go
Fly away

You have to get out
YOU HAVE TO GET OUT
And?
AND we’ll fly together
To Santa Barbara or
Places where the bison are
But
GET OUT BEFORE…
Before?
before they take your color and shrink you
before your past is not just your past
but rather a ghost or another Act III
And
and we’ll watch
and hope, but…
DAMNIT LADYBUG! FUCK! WHY DON’T YOU GET OUT!

Why? Why…
but we know
They are your life
Again
and…
and it’s time to go
Fly away, Ladybug
Fly away