i'm faking my handwriting
so it's steady and confident,
as they presume i am.
but the truth is,
that you'll have to fix me a few times
'fore getting the right version of this mess.
so instead of scratching, biting and punching,
i covered myself in drawings,
made with my real hands,
that keep me safe and covered in this cheap ink.
YOU ARE READING
c o l o r c o d e d
Poetry❝i found the devil, i found him in a lover, and his lips like tangerine, in his color coded speak❞ © morning lilac '17
