The graffiti artist that becomes
A canvas painter, painting on
One hemp canvas, drawing
Little moments of a lifetime
Where the brim keeps getting bigger
To expand saturation point
To the de-compaction
Of every brushstroke to a degree
Where every mold of color
Becomes a strange parasite, suckling
The elan vital of memory
Through a big black hole,
To the nostalgic workings
Of a retrospect heart.