graffiti eyes

graffiti eyes shake and tremble
the dawn of a new ethics
under the hurting and bright sodium.

Zodiac magic conjured
on any given overpass.
I bestow myself the role of visionary,
catalyzer-enabled,
more aware than yourselves,
perched tight on the rails,
my neck, violent
and my blood like birch tree bark.
This forest is much tighter than concrete.

The places I travel to every night,
every day I toil,
accrue the tonnage of my burden,
the darkness in a million life cycles.

Vain attempts to map black roads
with the tail-lights of the soul.

Drunk on the smoke.