Paint
to Brooklyn Jade Rizea
I pour paint on the road
pink paint, nothing much
just enough so the ugly concert no longer staring at me
the pink paint seems to be happy
laying on the road facing the sky
since the paint is happy the trees are happy
they no longer can see the ugly road that they use to call friend
the joyful trees made the sky cry of joy
they haven’t seen the trees so happy
maybe cause the fact that the road taunt them everyday
i hated the road
despise it
loathe it
that why i pour paint on the road
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