Apocalypse In Graffiti

Leroy paints mushroom clouds
On urine-smelling walls
Melting fields of tarnished saints
Grown fat deceiving poor.

Munch's Scream to Guernica.
Leroy sniffs his can,
And sharks patrol a psychedelic land.

A hooker is mounted on her slab,
And Jesus prays for more
Endings in Disneyland.

Too late, my love, you turn these bitter pages,
The doomsday clock has struck.
Somewhere a universe turned us off
And ushered in the dark.