
The street smart artist—
soul on lowly alleyways;
body in high-rise.

The street smart artist—
soul on lowly alleyways;
body in high-rise.

Looks down from above,
smiles at lake below—contained;
from above, smile clouds.

Turn away my friend—
the world’s selectively blind;
ignore ignorance.

Into roaring sky—
as a fly, fly away friend,
free yourself from ties.

Rusty on edges
as nature, are—most—humans,
except, not as bright.