Mar 2020
At this hour
the world is an
inkwell
ripe
for a feather to *****
and draw blood
from
where am I what
am I
if I'm trapped between
morning
and evening
searching
chasing
answers
Whit Howland © 2020
the world is an
inkwell
ripe
for a feather to *****
and draw blood
from
where am I what
am I
if I'm trapped between
morning
and evening
searching
chasing
answers
Whit Howland © 2020
Abstract word painting
