Fatal Error

This is an account of my relationship with ink.



I went and married the ink
White lace, bouquet
Romancing the brink
Of madness, blues, terrors,
He’s my fatal error.
                                            They say

Love is quick sand. The harder
You struggle the deeper you sink.
He said that he’s boundless
He can be my lover and
My shrink. I told him I’m twisted
With midnight I’m synced.
My mind is moonless
And my mood turns quicker
Than eyes can blink.

© Eshe Kente 2017
Image by Unknown


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