August 5, 2017 • 2

Casual #amwriting

Her pen bled ink on virgin paper

the way her veins trickled blood

he whispered “just casual“

oblivious to her mind’s sliding scale

of his water

to her oil

 

8/5/2017

Sascha Darlington

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Categories: Daily Prompt, poems

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