Immersion

A portal

In my blood

In the darkness of my soul

I press my eye to the keyhole

Eager for a glance

 

An addiction

Your skinny tortured back

A spade tongue

Taste of blood

I have to draw you out

Like poison

 

Have to draw every word, every picture

Painstakingly from the flesh of my body

Until I am but a drowning wisp

On a violent ocean of inspiration

 

I’ll sweat colors and lines

From the blackened tips of my fingers

Close my eyes

And see

Utterly immersed

 

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