May 2013
It gets thicker
seconds by seconds
a pool of concentrated red
flowing freely
from my fingers
down the sink.
Using this blood,
on the wall,
I will write your name
and curse you.
seconds by seconds
a pool of concentrated red
flowing freely
from my fingers
down the sink.
Using this blood,
on the wall,
I will write your name
and curse you.
I accidentally cut myself a while this morning and as I stare at the pool of blood, I know I could create a masterpiece.
© Lacus Crystalthorn 2013
© Lacus Crystalthorn 2013
