Bleed

As the clear light brushed my cheek that morning,
my overshadowing malconsciousness
faded to crisp nothingness.

Ineffable feels of lost-in-the-world,
I who until then had never found the urge -
Found it.
A pen slid between my fingers and began to bleed the whole of me.
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