fingers all inkstained
from my loveletters
you never knew or
you never returned
weary of shadows avoided
i practice in scarlet
under rawhead stairs
claws catching
dustfiltered light
hinting at dusk
in violet hues
inkstained
4 responses to “inkstained”
Lovely. Suits my mood.
Thanks. Seems like that’s a mood I share with you.
Letters you never knew, yeah, I fully feel that.
One can imagine they are just lingering in the dead letter box, waiting to be found.
But I’m a romantic that way.
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