Outside Painters

I will admit, if pressed for time,

That Graffiti Artists make telling points,

Expressing their fragile selves sublime

While pulling on apocryphal joints.

 

It's hard work peering round threat-laden corners,

Snatching moments that fashion the ego;

Time's their enemy, these spraycan performers,

Not the dying curse of autumnal Dido.

 

The self's dominium is rampant, supreme,

It worships Cartesian worlds of reason,

So sod off CCTV, I'm what I seem -

New life ablaze in the growing season.

 

Chris Hubbard

2020