on neighborhood graffiti

i want to go in the night;
take the weight of
splosh and clank
of buckets of paint
in my hands

and re    ar    range
                   the
let
     ters lit
               te     red
a    c r o s     s
                   f-e-
                        n-
                            c-
                               e -
                                   s
:
                       and s l ow l y
re
   touch the sc ar
                         t issue
of        these      streets

                           be cause

this shade of blue
is far too lovely
to be wasted
on hate.