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ballad of the graffiti artist

by Bradd Howard

why is my art a crime?
he cried
clutching his can of sanity.

it's the color of things
that reminds me
of all I remember
I need to forget

leaving my love upon walls
traces of my humanity
searching for the correct spelling of fulfillment

for I am neither lonely
nor alone
when you look beyond a cement wall
and see all that is in me


Author's Note: another collab with Marji Maldonado... gotta love that girl

Posted on 03/08/2006
Copyright © 2020 Bradd Howard

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Bethany Lee on 12/21/06 at 07:55 PM

I adore graffiti. It is indeed high art...

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