Tag Archives: Graffiti
Abstraction
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
Street Artists
Some yet unseen truth
Some conclusion
To be drawn
Pulled through your lips as poison
What medium
What color-filled aura
Where abandoned wall
And penalty to this vandal