Chalk

Chalk
Like words
Is impermanent
It leaves a mark
Soon erased by time and rain

Love notes
Like water activated tattoos
The tramp stamp is temporary

Is this fortune or misfortune?

The words you treasure from “the one”
May mean nothing in their heart
When the war is done

Does fortune favor the weak?
When words that defiled
Are razed to rubble
Through the recycling of memories?