If you’re unsatisfied with the page,
Ink it up
Splat red all over it
Until the gory color seeps and weeps
To the next page-A clear space
No trace to face; only a new place
Boxed and cased
Slightly dazed with a sharp gaze
Change the day
Exit the cage
Write until night
Catch the next flight
Use your brain with all your might
Bloody gore, sore from the core
Ink it-black or red?
Think; which words should not be dead?