graffiti eyes

graffiti eyes shudder and shiver
the dawn of a new ethics
under the sodium glare hurting.

Zodiacal magic performed
on a unlocated flyover,
me as the self-proclaimed seer,
lucid through enhancers,
perched a top, neck violent,
blood like birch bark
in a much more dense forest
than concrete.

The places I travel each night,
each day as I toil,
add to the tonnage of my burden,
the darkness in a million lives.

Attempts at mapping black roads
with the taillights of the soul.

Drunk with the smoke.