“You’ll be okay.”

The ink drips in forever
Thick like paint,

Onyx lettering
Across bones
I try to repaint
Yet the soiled
Words crackle through,
Fast then faster.

“You’re going to be fine.”

I wipe away
Ebony strokes,
Un-dotting, un-crossing,
Hoping my heart
Will chip away the rest
And leave behind
Chromatic stamps.

“Youll survive.”

Cloaked in raven
The ink dries,
I’ll find another way
To live.

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