Red Ink

The way your red ink
Fell like tears from your pen
And the soggy paper
Gathered around your bedroom floor

Then the purple windows
Flooded with light and music
Your arms held tightly around you
And you kicked down the door

Your red pen still inside you
The soggy paper on the floor
You skated down stairs
And the lawn met you there

Your fingers hugged the blades
So green around your feet
The pen dripped and bled
And the green soaked up the red