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(Life is living art) AGAINST THE BRICKS ****** 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 Art full in appreciating brick walls In his ****** lean Worth is in / our noticing This Life's living work of Art.
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Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 2:26 PM UTC
AGAINST THE BRICKS (for Banksy)
(Life is living art) AGAINST THE BRICKS ****** 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 Art full in appreciating brick walls In his ****** lean Worth is in / our noticing This Life's living work of Art.
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Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 2:26 PM UTC
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