Guerilla Artist

i remember recoiling
at that bleak ugly
little railway station
macdonaldtown

i also remember
being elated
at the news story

not only had you
painted it hot pink
but added a potted red geranium
table and chairs
at your own expense



i never saw it
but i imagine it could have
looked like this

the magistrate did not record
a conviction
you were enhancing
an eyesore performing a type
of community service makeover

the SRA lost its appeal against you

they repainted the station
a standardised baby shit brown
post haste

i never knew who you were
i still remember your story
you were a student back then

you are probably
a balding accountant now
working
in a suburban practice

i wish you well