the black ink pen

Location

49464
United States
42° 51' 8.1468" N, 85° 59' 30.2784" W

Daily I see the black pen,
whose ink flows so freely
into the starched white paper.
With the silver clip,
that suspends it so loftily
in my coarse jean pocket.
Allowing me to hold it
oh so tightly
within my hand,
like the shackles of death.

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