Street Art Sweetheart

Under a blood red vandalized moon
she spray-painted our street names
together inside a love heart.
At the side of the subway entrance
where we were hiding from Security Guards
after customizing a train
with war paint and gang colours.
We shared a cheeky little finger dab
of something to keep the edge on
then headed urban fox like back into the city
via the back lanes and canal banks.
She had first asked me out a week ago
under a ‘Banksy’ of two Policemen necking.
And now here I was, her sidekick,
shadow, the eyes in the back of her head.
As she set about artistically turning
the Magistrates Court entrance way
into a pig in suspenders with wide open legs.

© Paul Tristram 2016

 

 

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