Broken Nib

And so she wrote,
With smudged kohl,
And reds licked off her lips;
She wrote.
As the alcohol gushed
Through her veins
Making the starless sky
A dreamier canvas,
The lamp glowed on
As her needing pen

the engraved the pages;
Sometimes in love,
Sometimes in hatred,
Sometimes in grief,
And sometimes,
Pouring out emotions
Till her body grew numb
And her heart cold,
She wrapped others
In the warmth
Her burning nib
Gave off.


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