BLOTTED

BLOTTED

the lie spreads
seeps into, flows
across the page

as soon
as pen hits the page
commiting such
magnificent untruth
to screen
and paper

you need
air-tight law
to protect the lie
from truth’s
unholy power

make sure it
feels safe

has the space
required
to enact its alchemy

turning blotted
copybook

ink spilled across
so many fronts
to rivers
     oceans

of blood
      (enough
to paint the world
twice over)