Weekly Tot 4/9/2023

Comprehend the blood that screams

Scepters lashing out at dreams

Ink splattered across the room

The scriptures hold all that is true

The thick book lays on the table

Leaves adorned with cursive and blood

The door shuts

The scenery falls

The Writer takes the stack

They scream.

Written on March 6th, 2023

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