the pen and its ink

Just see what happens.
Press the pen to the page.
Press.
Bleed ink.
Bleed.

A pool of black ink swirling.
Dive in.
Hold your breath.
Or don’t.

Swallow the ink.
Choke.
Sputter and spit ink onto the page.
Breathe.

Inhale the thick smell.
Your eyes will roll back into your head.
Your eyes.
Ask them what they see.

My arm is an extension of me.
My hand is an extension of my arm.
My pen is an extension of my hand.
Understand?

Start something
that you’ll never finish.
Finish something you
never meant to start.

Begin.

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