Spotted at the corner of Waugh and Westheimer on the side of the old Mary’s Bar. A wheat paste poem:
Tonight I am a monster, my wisdom is my pride.
My question yields no answer, aggression simplified.
While heinous fits of virtue are blind to any cause,
burning acts of passion birth charred and withered flaws.
I will not show you mercy,
I mean no disrespect.
Strip emotion of its value and words are what you get.
Sincerity is honest, these eyes will never lie.
Tonight I am a Monster,
tomorrow just a fly.
The name of the artist/poet appears to be Remüv.
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