The poem slides through chaos. Its rhythm is attrited, the language used for words as to merge with the galloping rhythm of the speech. Words, words, walls, synesthetic effects and the whole set, a play on words that criminalize street art with its confusing messages, its abstract language and dark metaphors with euphoric messages.

Sell luxuriant mind-sinister space projector
On the darkmarket
To invoke the word-walled word-sector:
Where livid phrases jostle with those euphoric—
Tridents to keep out plainfolk
With the criminal metaphoric.

Great job, @d-pend. The tissue in words is disturbing as the proposal, you try to shudder with words and impressive images and you achieve it. Congratulations!