Too Poetic Tagger

Though I was encouraged by the budding literacy of lee lee go pee pee, the poem above -- on the east side of the Pulaski Bridge approach in Greenpoint -- makes me hope taggers quit before they get too poetic.  For one thing, it's tedious to have to read all those words, delivered in tidy script that suggests a too-precious cafe reading.

And I know poetry is one of the few things easier to make fun of than art, but still, "baskets of fruit filled kisses?"  I would be disgusted if someone kissed me with their mouth full of masticated grapes!  And kemetic sounds too much like emetic to stir in with references to food.

The Brake Service monster around the corner on Clay, just above, is much more to my taste.

Update 11/15/09: When I walked by a few days ago the too poetic thing was gone.  Maybe the bridge maintenance crew -- whose shop is right there -- got tired of reading it.