Look at my words on the page

Like blood drops

Black and unfeeling

Holding truths and untruths

A pulsing rhythm

I give myself to this

An artwork

A dance

The ungratefulness of the letters

Forming these ill thought words

Who will come to

Drink the blood drops

To breathe them in like

We breathe in air

The words are falling

Like rain from the sky

Yet lacking the water

And bringing the thirst

I thirst for more

So much more