Azul

July 10, 2009

Smear and bitter ink taste but pretty in middle of lip

Smear and bitter ink taste but pretty in middle of lip

There is blue at the base of the pen, a coagulated bit of ink-blood neat and rigid and formatted.

In approximately 3/42 of a second I pick away at it. It causes more blue fluid blood hemoglobin to pulse from the freshly-liberated seam.

 

 

The ink—it oozes from the tiny gap, thick and syrupy and sticky viscous like what’s under my skin if what came

out of the vein was tinted and tinctured exactly like the blue vein that stored it.

My fingertips glide together to cherish the texture as it warms and moistens with each pass and alters the appearance of my always-clutching and clusterfucking digits feel

everything and never stop drinking the blue, the cool blue, the deep blue indigo like the scales of some snake all blue; not sky blue. Dark blue with black pearl eyes and flick’ring tongue red.

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