To Look Fine
I carved the quill
With a jagged blade,
Bled the ink
And watched it fade.
I spread the petals,
Spilled the wine,
Tore through the silence,
And swallowed the spine.
I donned the skin
Of a hollow design,
Painted the sin,
Just to look fine.
Posted Jun 19, 2026, 11:20 AM UTC
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