just go buy it at the store

[rowens]

"Dripping ink,
black and bleak,
straight from my heart
to the page at my feet.
Pour over the splattered imagery,


I've been watching DEXTER. Is it 'spattered'?



searching for meaning:
some divinatory pattern,

Why did you spell that word wrong? When I type on this site, the spellcheck is downright harrassing. 

any hint of reason.


Reason isn't what you look for. 

Can I see the shape of longing?
or a path carved from the suffering?


Shape and Carved: you can always play around when those factors are involved. 


Is there a map to happiness
hidden in the pain?

Probably not hidden in the pain. The pain is probably something you spilled on the map. 

Is there any gain
in picking through the rubble?
Surely there must be a prize for all the trouble?

Is there?


I can see tangled lines,
the blank page.
Capitalistic trauma,
as if purpose is the price. 


Hi! im new, forgive me if mangle the rules!
i dont usually title my poems, so if you have any suggestions, please throw them at me. 
Ive never shared a poem this way before. this particular one is a raw piece. looking forward to your feedback