New Notebook ~ New Pen

Crisp, clean sheets- 200 of them
And sparkling ink from a frou frou pen
Six bucks spent in hopes of inspiration
To tell of worlds unknown and
Untellable by any other soul-
Just mine- all mine

Break the block, break the ice
Stir things up and make them flow
In a new direction- in any direction
To poetry, if it must
Instead of my half-done masterpiece

(At least it is pen to paper
At least it is valiantly attempting
At least it is something- anything
Going out from my consciousness)

Ahh- I love the smell of gel-pens in the morning.

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