There’s Red Ink

It’s a marvelous thing
to behold with one’s eyes
the improper correction of tests;

there’s red ink all around
and a frenzy of penstrokes
laying waste to this

charming
little
office,
sprayed
every
day.

Author: Aidan Badinger

Wharved.com I am a poet. I write poems. Titles and subjects and subsequent readership are all part of one fragmented figment of our universe, and it's nice that we take it so seriously. Hopefully the craft remains and grows stronger for our children. View all posts by Aidan Badinger