Abstraction Posted on April 13, 2019 by Lisa Rosier I could’ve died, the graffiti from your mouth Concrete memorials given under cover of night The kind devoid of color Sharp, dark, angry, and angular Where, the morning after, the smart people come in, clean up, and move on as though it never happened It should’ve never happened Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
I could’ve died, the graffiti from your mouth