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Graffiti in the Mind

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Graffiti in the Mind

Graffiti painting by Ces53 Poetry Online Online Magazines  Graffiti in the Mind
Stop trying to paint over the graffiti

in my mind that my father left.
He was very talented with the spray can.

Stop trying to fit in. Sometimes graffiti
in the mind makes beautiful poetry &
awesome screenplays that will move
mountains when they speak.

Musical Train
(sensual fingers pointing)

Chorus
Musical train with fingers pointed in your direction.
If I were a guitar would you play me kind?
Instead, I’m sensual fingers pointing.

They’re calling you now. You don’t reply.
Slow motion-back-and-forth, my fingers
call you on this musical train.

Chorus
Musical train with fingers pointed in your direction.
If I were a guitar would you play me kind?
Instead, I’m sensual fingers pointing.

If I careen of the tracks, I have
no one to blame but myself.
I’ll keep calling.

Chorus
Musical train with fingers pointed in your direction.
If I were a guitar would you play me kind?
Instead, I’m sensual fingers pointing.

I’ll keep pointing.
I’m sensual fingers pointing.
Musical train with fingers
pointed in your direction.

Chorus
Musical train with fingers pointed in your direction.
If I were a guitar would you play me kind?
Instead, I’m sensual fingers pointing.

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