Graffitication
lying here like vegas road kill
I catch the graffiti on our bedroom wall
think for yourself
don’t tell me what to do
I have loved too fondly to be fearful
I have a large pistol
to do is to be
do me do me too
there is a void deep within me
no crap
I am flawed, I am not human
let’s mate
live in the present, hold on to every moment
don’t forget to wash your hands
Copyright © Ralph Mason | Year Posted 2013
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