****** leans Against the bricks Gotham gothic walls Left thumb hooked on a pocket of his Faded denim jeans Right hand caressing a carnation Steady
Ready to go Mr. ****** in a James Dean glow
Mean Black leather jacket Shiny slick like Ghetto pothole puddles Wet lacking rain
Only street lamp Spot light Backstreet dangerous ****** leans with A flower for Ms. Green
Come hither squeeze
He waits There in the sallow Glow Another shadow Against the bricks
Graffiti Canons spray paint art
Masterpieces Within living scenes Cool as concrete rain Patient as an evening breeze Passing moments A Smiley face Honest pain sculptures Poetry is exploding Street Glean