The Word Is Not Enough

The Word Is Not Enough

My ink
In a link
That I think
It is a shit

I thought
Was enough
And nothing
Remains, doubts

The scene
Of an sin
In a screen
So slim
That I scream

The Ice cream
Of a crime
Is a crowd
In between
Two whispers

The wish
Is to punish
the created steam
Of a liquid state
In a plastic world