Smith& Lady Poems – March 2015 – Lady’s #28


Vanadis landed on cat claws,
her thrusters screeching down on a column of cloud
glittering with glam, blockbuster under wildstyle
anime angels screaming heavy metal redemption
song wailing like pixels of stardust melting
like Imuhagh guerillas giving up Grads
for guitars

~ Lady


One-more Smith

Face – foto by Smith

One-More Smith

My younger brother called me One-more Smith
He said
“Every time we get ready to leave
You say
One more toke
One more line
One more glass of wine.”

Now I’m 20 years sober
And he’s 24 years dead.

— Smith, 7-2-2011

Who said graffiti was ugly? – foto by Smith