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sleep paralysis III (01/03/2023)

if I stare at the roof long enough
would i let it's ink
roll down over me ? 

my shape, pliant and waiting and 
rutting
tilting toward the certainty 
the cooing touch and strain
spreading stygian weight 
pressing down, down, and do...wn

coy and waiting with glistening teeth
brushing, roiling voice 
weight like a purring cinderblock
hands, too many to be real 
too deft to be human 
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Ink

Quickly the ink spreads, running across the pages.

Making sense within their lines, keeping records through the ages.

Each dotted line and scratched out cross as important as the other,

To fill the tomes with thoughts and dreams, from cover through to cover.

Entire lives and moments can be caught and stored within these bindings,

Academics throughout time had a way to save their fin...

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Inkwordswritingrecordsthewrittenword

Red Ink

Red Ink marks the paper
Scores a line and gives a grade
In the bossiest of moments
Tells of corrections to be made
 
Red Ink warns of danger
As it sits there standing bold
Or a single word might hang there dripping
While your blood runs stinging cold
 
It then brings heat, inspires passion
Like the warming of a fire
Consuming mind and paper
While the temperature gets higher
...

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redwritingInk

POETIC PULSE

May the ink that flows

from the nib of my pen,

forever entertain you.

With words of love;

of life and wonder,

like beams of light

through clouds of thunder.

 

May the blood that flows

through my hand as it writes,

forever reassure you.

With thoughtful verse

and encouraging rhymes,

to ease you through

your challenging times.

 

May the emotions that fl...

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POETRYPOEMPOEMSWORDSINKSMILE

'til all my breath is you

How have you inked

this palpitant heart?

Well, let me tell you:

Your barbs extend

long and deep and far,

far enough to pierce

skin of my resistance

with needlepoint of

your persistence.

But not only skin

deep; you refuse to

settle for what I

had to offer, deep--

you broke skin and

plunged deeper than

anyone ever did go

pierced right through

very v...

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