Pen

pen

Reynolds.

I write with
a loaded ballpoint,
rounded beyond attacking,

its blood
not dangerous,
not sustaining.

Now that the truth is happening,
sending concentrated speckles
to concrete walls,

this pen holds the covering mortar
of abstinence.

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