Indelible

I'm black and blue
All over,
Ink's running
Down the walls,
See if I can
Smudge these words together.

The world
Is like a ballpoint pen,
It goes around and around
On its axis, spins.
Just a line on a sheet of paper,
Bleeding out forever
As it moves along.

Drag your fingers
Across your cheeks,
Leaving colored designs,
Long dark streaks;
Proud warrior,
Office geek,
With a pocket protector,
In case one should leak.

But it's all
About the ink:
Disposable sin,
Fountain of Greek,
Flowing out
In broad, wild arcs;
Dot the i's,
Cross the t's,
And leave a few stray marks.