Ink, that you spilled yesterday
flowed off the table long ago.
And it spreads
like a disease
across the floorboards of our home.
I'm afraid, that its sticky hands
will grab me by the leg at night.
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Broken Shards
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day 16 | disease
Ink, that you spilled yesterday
flowed off the table long ago.
And it spreads
like a disease
across the floorboards of our home.
I'm afraid, that its sticky hands
will grab me by the leg at night.
