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Alexander Coy
Poems
Nov 2016
many moons
the coming days are like
a tidal of white walls
as children, my brothers
and i used to put our
crayons and markers
at work
i wrote my name
in cursive on my
wall, my brothers
drew big circles,
then little circles within
the big ones
and we stood back
like a live audience
with our mouths
agape
there was no such thing
as constructive criticism
at the time; 'yours
*****' seemed
to suffice
but even then,
that got boring
had i known i could
have had a hand in
shaping a sibling
into a spray paint
tagging maestro
i would have said:
i see what you're
trying to do there,
it's a human
being plastered
across a blank
sky
give it some life,
a little color;
like you are
handing over
a full heart
to all that empty space
Written by
Alexander Coy
Austin
(Austin)
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