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Why did you paint your walls
why tonight could you not stand the beige-
the cream crept in and licked up your sense.
Did you try to get drunk and stare it down
because it owed you the service
of starring back. Did you yell
at the walls did you yell-
because they ought to shut up
and listen for once.

So you paint them, with life they
never knew. Were they
jealous of your mind so you
gave it to
them finally were you
just alive and
just tired a
nd ready tonight to paint
more than
———-all the other nights
———-that we both knew someday we will all
———-need to paint
———-some time. some place. on some wall?

R.I.P. ‎Jonathan Jabari