spite graffiti

                    there is a deep series of scores
                          in this
        my palimpsest ..
                     some of it
like nasty graffiti
               coarse words and crude drawings
                 still ... all marks are a record
                           signs of the times
                     there to remind me
       how phlegmatic one must be
           like a tree
                 that bears
      these carvings
                yet remains peaceful
                          i determine to be optimistic ...
        and the depth of the score
         its iteration through the years
                             is also there
          to remind me
                            how very
           angry
                     angry like a doormat
like
                              an enraged child
is this humanity

i seek to fill each score
with a kind of metaphysical
molten gold
molten pearl
rendering precious each
and every scratch