Urban Scrawl

This electri
-city ink just keeps
spreading like a Rorschach test,
a quest for things held tight
to chest to leak out, speak out
in a shout that just might drown
these sun-hungry streets.

Meet
me at the corner, Love.
We’ll indigo these sidewalk
miles, grind asphalt into the
ebony sands of our own veins.

Bring a high
-lighter. Let’s lemonyellowsun
this complete concrete gray, pen
the day back to something
more than dogs can see.

We’ll fire
escape in daisy chain
quills, grab a corner
office window seat,
and watch our
wordsongs
scrape the sky.

 

 

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5 Responses to Urban Scrawl

  1. whimsygizmo says:

    Rorschach – Roar Shack

  2. Nicholas Gagnier says:

    this was awesome

  3. shawna says:

    De, this is perfect. It’s just what I needed. Thank you.

  4. Great response De, beautifully done.

  5. Oloriel says:

    Beautiful and evocative language, I simply adored this part:”Meet
    me at the corner, Love.
    We’ll indigo these sidewalk
    miles, grind asphalt into the
    ebony sands of our own veins.”, it is an invitation that would be impossible to decline 🙂

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