My Blog Lyric Fire: Night Scapes

Walking down empty streets

Infusing color on grayness

Spray can in my hand

Bluetooth in my ear

Speaking into silence

I hit the voice recorder button

Documenting

Explaining

Why I do this

Late at night

Some are sleeping

Others are sipping on various sauces

Some like libation

Some taste titilation

I search

I stalk

I prey

On

Art spaces

Untouched territory is like a gold piece

My feminine form slips into tiny places

To paint graphic pictures

Tags

Letting them know

Yes, I was here

I blend in nicely during the day

No one notices

Short buzz cut

Nondescript eyes

Hidden behind shades

Barely clean

I hate water on my skin

Grimy

I’m wirey

Strong too

Don’t push me

I’ll hurt you

Leave me to create beauty

In the night time

Sun will shine on

The colors I created

While the moon shines on me

I like it that way

Conversations

Eyes glance

People are transported

By what I create

I disappear under their same gaze

That’s cool

My works speaks more eloquently than I ever could

My living space is quite modern

I don’t have to work

Money is like water

I come from it

Was born in it

It bores me

I surround myself with beautiful things

To compensate for my blandness

I like comforts

But I am a creator of the night

I must not call attention to myself

With fancy adornments

I create adornments with my spray can

My brush

My pencils

That’s my treasure

I live in your town

I am the object of your forgetfulness

I may look at you through empty colorless eyes

But my heart is filled with art

My hand is the architect of my thoughts

My art is my gift to you

The ones who never give me anything

I give you everything

All I have in me

You’re welcome

K1019601

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Oct 2, 2010 | Posted by in Blog, Tamstarz Poetry | 2 comments

Comments (2 Responses)

  1. I really like this. I can really understand the being creative to make up for the blandness. However, born into money is not the case over here and sometimes I wish that it was. Lol. Very good.

  2. Thanks so much! I was watching a movie and the inspiration for this came about. I’ve always wondered about the lives of tag artists. I hear you about the being born into money. I don’t have that lot in life either. But, I can understand how someone that has an abundance of wealth can become numb to it and it’s comforts. Thanks for reading!

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