Graffiti

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The artificial lights-

Gleamed the air.

 

The colors streamed well.

 

Across the architectures-

And automobiles-

 

Puns of Irony

And print making

An decal's.

 

Ivory bridges-

Wires of support beaks.

Vehicles playing their games.

 

Across to the building tops-

From hat to hat.

 

Of painted skies

And neon clouds-

Glow in the dark perceptions of stars.

 

Chains of things to say-

And formations of visual pleasures.

Eyes of all natures-

Staring all around through the crowds.

Movements of colors-

And their romances-

And their deaths-

And their creators.

 

Washes of peoples feet.

Across surfaces-

We tread our nails.

 

Stand in the center-

Move around.

Circles and swatches of scales-

And formulas.

Sketches.

Into the city-

And from the branches

Of trees and of circuit boards.

 

And blackness-

And aptitude.

And nudity of paints.

Stretching their drying mortality-

Through the shapes of gravity and of stencils.