I choose the church of the inkblot

What's processing as opposed to bleeding
dragging my pen across the page
scraping the nib through the fiber
you saying I pulled you down so far
you began to experience my own trauma
like it's something that's catching
I of course believe this without question
because my blood is all over the page
although, upon sharing this, I received
a vehement and rousing bullshit
from a self-proclaimed Switzerland
then I remember to lift the pen
I can breathe again