who are the graffiti writers
who are the graffiti writers
down the unsavoury places
leaving bits of social psychology
artifice in your eyes
for they have stolen your thoughts
and sprayed them back in your face
tear gassed the mass hysteria
tearing past in a train
thoughts of nought in mid distance
but they shock you - oh yes
in their normality
‘they’ are accepted as being not all there
but where are they now the graffiti artists
fast asleep in your vacated beds
begs the thoughts of who has cuckolded
your inner thoughts seduced
your head turned missionary position
as the glass tunnels truncate past
your fingers grasp the metaphor
of the white knuckles in your fist
oh to write my bit of graffiti
and burn the bastards
wherever they i be
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