Permanent Ink This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

The pen feels permanent
So that when I raise the black liquid to my crimson lips
I must drink that steady flow of words;
And I am forced to swallow the bittersweet tang
   of my meaning.
When I try to wipe the droplets of dark wine
   from my stained lips
I find my hand comes out clean
But my lips, a little darker.

The pen feels permanent
So I must hold the cup steady
Or shadowed words will fall
And when I try to clean the dark blood
From the smooth floor
I find my crimson mess only spreads.

The pen feels permanent
And I will write each black word with care
So that the cup will stay untipped
And the words will remain unspilled.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.

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KaitlynC said...
May 18, 2010 at 9:42 am
that was amazinggg i really really loved it....wowww greatt jobbb :D
TheseBrownEyes said...
Jan. 31, 2010 at 11:31 am
Wow, this is totally how I live my life. Amazing. I love your choice of words!
CaptainFabulous. said...
Jan. 14, 2010 at 6:06 pm
this is a beautiful poem
it depends on how you look at it whether or not you find it disturbing
i find it remarkable
:D said...
Jun. 23, 2009 at 6:08 pm
this isn't disturbing- this is the life of a true writer.

The Violist said...
Feb. 13, 2009 at 8:17 pm
This is utterly disturbing, but I can feel it nonetheless. I realize this can be difficult, but It's deep and open, it's amazing
sarahbug16 replied...
Jan. 24, 2010 at 6:03 pm
wow, so deep with passion. i like it. yes kind of creepy, but in a good way. i definatly didn't see a picture of a toilet to appear in this though. i like this poem though. very good.
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