Splatter paint has stained
His sunlit skin
Blacks, blues, and grays chained
Him to his sin
Painted words have trained
Him on what could have been
His charcoal tears
Paved roads as they fell
And after years
I'm still under his spell
His streets still refuse to disappear,
Still lead me out of my hell
Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 12:47 PM UTC
Splatter paint has stained
His sunlit skin
Blacks, blues, and grays chained
Him to his sin
Painted words have trained
Him on what could have been
His charcoal tears
Paved roads as they fell
And after years
I'm still under his spell
His streets still refuse to disappear,
Still lead me out of my hell
