
Tag: pen
sketch: illustrator tools

poem: red, empathetic,
red, empathetic,
feeling afraid for my
friends
and their pens
and the sodden erasure
of wearing and when
for the drop of the candle
the cat knocks ’em down
poem: whoa and so
whoa and so
more badnews
beating at the battlements
a strain of music
quick, exotic,
sets my pen
a-strokin’
ingenious, or something
ingenious, or something,
perched upon the couch
with a pad and a slowly-moving pen
pages done already
I could never, ever show