bizzare n abstract
they weigh in life fact
taggers thought through the air
clung to steel canvas forms

steel ball....back an forth
colours outline black with red
eight foot long story told
from the thoughts in his head

hue of rust strip of white
pastelled thought comes to shape
expressioned wave of his hand
misted air yellow lands

flow of arc shots of brown
turquoise blue misted black
needle shaped in a line
symboled scream on the left
depicted thought of the loss of a friend

backwash orange purple strokes
three in count sixteen dots
mixed in gold snake shape lines in moss green
overlaid mist a white not too much
tho its bright, keeps his thoughts safe an pure of what he's not seen

behind whats ontop
rounded silver three times sprayed
a reflection of him
one blackline years of life

a quivering shape to the right
it's been tagged now on steel
collaborative strokes
brings a head with no face

shouldered gray hair some in form of a wisk
where his mind's at been said with the shape of a Z'

twice now he's tagged this car through the years
with thoughts of his past his future his tears
some days he'll sit an read tags all day
for each one is different with stories they tell

each tag that you see has a meaning of sorts
the taggers heart thoughts pure depth of thought
some distinctive in strife of a taggers dark life....

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when the wig wags come down an your stuck at the tracks, think of a tagger and reflect back to these words.....