the blinding

Jun 16, 19

rorschach blotter soaked into bitter spittle,

ink loaded heavy in my pen -

and clumsy on the outlet,

thoughts drowned quicker than bricks inside a bag of kittens,

bound and tossed swiftly into winter's murky river,

shattered squid attacks straight-shafted the first draft,

redacted all detail of what it means to be a quitter.

certified inhabitant of earth

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