Ink Drops

Life of the words from a poet.

A poets words are just drips of ink on the paper. Symbols of meaningless design. 

Yet, buried deeply lies passion, anger, lust. It's almost as if he's god, giving life to these words. 

The ink is the blood that keeps the linguistics breathing. 

The poet will one day meet his demise, as with all the words he once gave life to.