As fluid as my thoughts are T h i s i n k o o z e s Each black d r i p p i n g drop's With instinct and purpose I find m y s e l f here S q u e e z i n g Every last bit of i n k B l o t c h i n g On to t h i s paper Watchful of each Curving w o r d B e a r i n g A f o r e w a r n i n g That enlightenment derives From these words written On this thin paper Cutting me open So calmly, I ooze.