Thick
Black
Ink
Oozes out
Seeping from
A warm, dank cavern.
It sticks
Blots
Stains
Spitting
And spurting
Out of control.
It gushes
Floods
From a cruel scowl
Onto pure
White
Cotton sleeves.
The flow will not
Stop
And the white is soon
Stained black by
Malicious
Words.
Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 12:27 PM UTC
