The Fountain Pen
There is a fountain pen leaking ink into a reservoir
near an ink road.
It continues to leak until the reservoir is full
and the water in the reservoir becomes as black as coal,
matching the stained dirt of beaches
and the fountain pen gone dry
shall write it's truths no more.
Copyright © Michael Benkhen | Year Posted 2010
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