the lift

X marks the spot
pen and ink drawn outlines on the naked
an artful coupling veiled in hottest red

was it just a bare wall begging for paint pot
spare street canvas of passionate position
or maybe some directive in its juxtaposition?

not necessarily a foul aimed shot
disgusting dig at the disabled - but a kind of elevation
wheelchair bound for a rooftop garden

Mature message and an ekphrastic for this week’s poetics: And the sign said..