THE PEN
CONTINUALLY WRITING THE PEN , FOUND IT EXCITING
TO SCRAWL ANOTHER WORD THAT HADN'T BEEN HEARD
MOTIONLESS
BUT PART OF A MOVING HAND
IT CREATED IMAGES AND EMOTIONS
SWIFTLY MOVING IN PAPER LAND
MOVING ALIVE IN A UNIVERSAL WELL
TELLING YOU NOT TO DWELL , NOT TO DWELL
VERSES SO TRUE , WHICH THE PEN ONLY KNEW
IN WHIRLING FASHIONS , THEMES AND PLOTS BEGAN TO HAPPEN
RELAXED AND SCRUTINIZED IN RYTHMIC ACTIONS
WRITING AND INVITING ITS SPOKEN TONGUE
PAGES AND PAGES CAPTURED IN DOCTORING PUNS
THAT PEN RELEASED ITS SOUL , TO TELL US WHOLE
WHILE LIVING AND BREATHING OVER ITS PAPER LAND
BLEEDING IN BURST CRYS OF A TALE IN CLIMAX
IT SPOKE TO ME TRUE , OF ITS LIFE IN SILENCE .
18 / 7 / 1997
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