Exit & Inkblot Poem by M.L. Squier

Exit & Inkblot



There is A Fear
of Walking Out
Without Leaving
Any Golden Footsteps.

Droplets Of Ink Stain
The Ivory Page
Like Scarlet Wine.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: leaving
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