Quintessentialist

Banana peels and apple cores rotted in her stomach like two stones weighing on heavy parchment bleeding with ink that rots too there’s no answer on pen and paper in the real world only money answers when its called the only ink that stains stains hands open for greed that means labor an hour of your time worth ink and paper marked with symbols only payable to sin when he flatters you Eve she takes it all while never saying no and if you want to call it rape now then call it rape because she has never bled ink on parchment to satisfy the greed but the passion and how much can she be blamed for when that’s all those greedy hands wanted in the first place,

anyway.