#229: Graffiti

[[A guy sits on a toilet in a bathroom. The stall sidewalll next to him is covered in graffiti–“you suck,” “Mike sucks cock,” “Cunt,” “dane was here” stuck through and “dane is a fag” written under it. One block of graffiti is salient:]]

“This graffitii is

fleeting human contact

both of us lost,

but for a moment

we’re lost together.

I wonder who you are.”

Subtitle: I think I look for meaning in the wrong places sometimes.