It feels like this is talking about street graffiti and the compulsion of youth to use whatever media they can to propagate the truth they perceive. But they are not spreading truth as some altruistic gift to humanity. They are thrill seekers, the poem seems to say. So then, is it truth for truth's sake or street art for thrill's sake? "an abandoned train littered with a generations movement cuased by the need for change" I liked that image. There's the idea that the previous generations felt...
I enjoyed this story because it leaves the protagonist in much of the same position that he started. The profile was a picture in his mind that he had to move to paper and at the end he still had that need, despite all he had done. Very nice. The transient upstairs neighbor was interesting in that he was singularly purposed to annoy. I might know a person or two like that. : ) I felt that there could be some improvement with formatting dialogue. The initial conversation with the land lord con...