I observe as punkies skate around
with Mohawks and tattoos.
I like these scenes
they're welcoming
and the smell of the spray paint and hairspray
makes me feel warm inside
as I spray onto a wall, not a care for getting caught
I think
now this is living
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Place to Place {Completed}
PoetryHop on the first train from Dallas and off you go on to explore all the places they warned you about and meet all the people your mother hated and do all the things you wished you'd done before now is your time to live moving from place to place sit...
