Pencil, at Dawn

 

Just now I let my pencil roam
and it proceeded to
collude with powers not my own
that hadn’t much to do

or had to do (I don’t know which)

with something relevant
to something that was not a finch
or pygmy elephant.

I’m afraid that’s all that I’d

be able now to say
about how its soft lead applied
itself to dawn today.











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