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Sinking in the Ink
Penned a piece
Opening inkwell stigmata release
Blotted into bent
Starched parchment
Smoke rising
Clouds over clouds capsizing
Emitted silent
From lips evoked in smoked silence
Skyscraper scraping
The sky
I
Graffiti my fucken name in a caper of vapor/cross my arms & hope to die
While sinking in the ink
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