got to go with the flow
no matter where it leads me
got to run the ink out this pen
even if it bleeds me
on this page like it
needs me getting it done
with out reason
one with legions
to form a army
to pledge allegiance
to a promise to be faithful
and true to the muse
I choose who bears fruit
from which I squeeze juice
greener than spirulina
I think in ink in clockwork
precision like tapping
rhythmically to a drumbeat
got to puncture skin to
get it into the deep pigment
one tap at a time
a dab and a shine
it takes time its by design