I am graffiti
fading into the concrete.
I am the exposed brick
you’re not supposed to see.

I am sludge on sidewalk
slithering beneath your feet
an unsightly reminder of who this neighborhood used to be.

I am the display you try to not notice
walk straight ahead and keep your eyes focused
as if a slight glance would transmit my misfortune.

I am the cautionary tale I hear parents produce
rushing young faces past me, whispering
That’s why you don’t use.

I am roaches in the sewer
I am worms in the dirt
just because I don’t matter doesn’t mean I don’t hurt.

I am the stain on the carpet
New York hides from rich buyers
I am the nusance on the corner that no one will hire.

I am invisible –
super power of the miserable
covered by a cloak stitched from apathy
I see hundreds of eyes daily
but not a single pair sees me.


  One thought on “Overlooked

  1. Spiritual Ghetto
    April 20, 2017 at 12:10 am


  2. April 20, 2017 at 3:20 am

    What is the graffiti asking for?

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