Sunday, November 3, 2013

“No Escape” Poem 3


My pen plans to devour you.
It plans to swallow you whole,
roll you over its tongue. Taste
every part of you. Categorize
the mundane and the spectacular.
Identify all of the intricacies
until it knows you like it's knows
the composition of its ink and
the glide of its roller...Yeah,
my pen is intrigued by you and
has plans for knowing you in
the most intimate of ways so that
it can place you all over the paper
immortalizing you and sharing
you with the world. All while secretly
savoring the best parts and tucking
them in its barrel for future reference,
for future retellings of you. Yeah,
my pen plans on devouring you.

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