Imprimir Undo the Darkness by Thomas W Case

Tonight, I lie in bed and
scribble in a black spiral
notebook.
Why is cruelty easy for
some? Like laying down
a card.

One of my three cats,
Mojo
sits sleepily on
my old maple desk.
She is all black.
The computer screen is
black.
So are the speakers,
microphone,
and a coffee cup that
sits on the desk.

Above my dresser is a
quote by Hemingway.

\"There is nothing to writing.
All you have to do is sit down
at a typewriter and bleed.\"

It\'s on black paper.

I\'ve had the room set up
this way for over a year.
I\'m just noticing all the
blackness.
Midnight in Nod.
It could be because I miss
my daughter. She\'s seven.
All the black fades away when
I think about her smile
and those eyes that laugh at the
rain.

I notice that my shirt
is emerald green, with a
few drops of red.

Plop
Plop

Plop.