The Color of Blood and The Color of Ink

what’s the difference between blood and ink?

i can say i see they’re similar when i think about stories. stories etched in ink drawn immortal, stories of heroes with shield they shield that which is vulnerable to attack with stone cold walls and tight locks. stories of heroines charging ahead her vulnerable spaces cut open and bloody her sword brandished in her gashed hands. you can see it now yes how blood is ink and ink is blood? blood that pumps life to live and through ink that life lives on.

they are the same i think.

i know they are the same.

samo shit on different planes and places

streets and space so close but so far, so different but still the same; a reflection in the lake not the mirror. there’s ample prospect that when the madness comes so does the ink in your blood.