Just My Poems

#42 Performance

Pens on paper,
Ink stains paper,
Words appear.

Passages,
Essays,
Paragraphs,
They all come out of me,
Laces of thoughts,
Knotted answers,
Tying it together,
Barely.

Drained,
All the knowledge sucked dry,
I leave the ice cold room,
Fingers thawing,
Heart trembling,
Mind clouded.

Red,
All over,
Slapping me across the face,
Red inner criticism,
I swallow,
Barely.