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Ode to the Pen

December 21, 2015
By Aorist_Satori GOLD, Ephrata, Pennsylvania
Aorist_Satori GOLD, Ephrata, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
"The only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing." -Socrates


Life drips from your inky tongue
Or perhaps just silly words
Things of feathers and old fears
Things you scream from trembling hand
A trail of murky ink as
Your sweat, blood, and tears

 

In the light you weep aloud
Crawling through trenchant margins
To the issue of a page
Inching on ballpoint belly
Perhaps towards the Nobel Prize
Or a crumpled ball your grave

 

You, the gun of fighting words
The distant lovers’ kiss, such
Love and hate have held you in
You, the voice of the mute and
Sword for broken hands
You cannot comprehend
The life your tongue has trapped


The author's comments:

To a writer's blood: ink.


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