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Through words and stone immortalized,
These privileged lovers
And stubborn sons,
Surely thousands strong by now,
Puncture the earth
Like birthday candles on a cake,
Sticks of wax waiting to be melted
Just slightly by controversial heat
Then removed
From their sticky sweet platform
By eager,
Growing fingers
That fill their spaces
With newer,
Fresher faces
Plus one every year.


Like lichens

Clustered on buildings,

Disfigured, yet works of art.

Cold disturbing creatures,

Concrete emanates

From claws to heart.

Bulging eyes and

Fangs for teeth,

We let them snarl and stare

Since they seem

To find some pleasure

Being ugly, sitting there.