poet's magic pen exists in his pocket and in her heart and in their cabinets
together
and in museums and in libraries and in banks and in winterized pools
and in a dimly-lit bar
he sits, pondering
poet's magic pen
able to draw almost anything
his heart, her pocket, green paper
gleaming diamond trashcans
sunlit paper politician
closet full of closing doors
stealthy ladder to dinner
cruise ship in a puddle
dying pilot of the warehouse
tiles made of moving cloud trapped in kitchen with view of ocean or trees or caves
beautiful south jersey
hideous south jersey
old brick buildings of new jersey
poet's mystical pen may draw these
he said
sometimes without knowing
may draw landscapes remembered tho' never seen
may draw horse-drawn carriage on christmas eve
may draw, may win, may lose, will not care
poet's pen may draw anything, it seems
anything but a crowd
poet's magic pen exists in his pocket and in her heart and in their cabinets
together
and in museums and in libraries and in banks and in winterized pools
and in a dimly-lit bar
he sits, pondering
poet's magic pen
able to draw almost anything
his heart, her pocket, green paper
gleaming diamond trashcans
sunlit paper politician
closet full of closing doors
stealthy ladder to dinner
cruise ship in a puddle
dying pilot of the warehouse
tiles made of moving cloud trapped in kitchen with view of ocean or trees or caves
beautiful south jersey
hideous south jersey
old brick buildings of new jersey
poet's mystical pen may draw these
he said
sometimes without knowing
may draw landscapes remembered tho' never seen
may draw horse-drawn carriage on christmas eve
may draw, may win, may lose, will not care
poet's pen may draw anything, it seems
anything but a crowd
Great! I enjoy your magic pen a lot
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Excellent
but why not a crowd
why not try
a crowd
Oh I get it
nevermind
Excellent plus 1
Great! I enjoy your magic pen a lot
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