underneath a billowy smog encrusted awning
minnie mouses ranting
with a stricken frown she squeaks
k you moneygrubbing fool i want out NOW
streams of insults and intransigence
typical l.a.
cheesy trashy and cartoonlike
taking shots at agent k
wile e coyote on the vile reagan freeway
lightning fast he jerks around a barely working cel phone
agent k you dimwit i don't like you
by the way what's this joke
i hear you wrote some mickey mouse screenplay
stinky sweat gobs on his head
now strapped down in his power sled
k boy through that purple stillness
down las palmas slips away
taunted by the rogue cartoons
tinkling on his brain
not liked by an industry
that does not understand his ways
ooky pooky hey that's kooky
crazy agent k