Fat like fudge and so heavy
it weighs down your
shoulders like
boulders.
The thick pages of ink
spattered with bits
of this and
that
become the burden that
you thought you
could have
handled.
Thick and suffocating, not
unlike being underwater,
but it isn’t as
quick
to die in. As if it’s torturing
your mind and soul
and slowly
pulling
you
down.