It's Still Life

Scrawling with Red Ink

I’m writing with red ink.
Shouldn’t do.
It’s bad luck.
Bloody ends badly.

Look.
Each letter slants right, like
a drunk with spirits sloshing
under his skill.

His keel’s
listing.

Speaks
in
splintered
syllables.

Then falls on his bum in
a scrawling scarlet haze.

for dVerse Quadrille #110 “Bum”   © Misky 2020 Featured image Banksy.