Fountain Pen — in Counsel —
My Pen — with liquid Gravity —
Keeps Secrets — under Glass —
It asks — before it writes of Me —
“Is Truth — the Kind that lasts?”
Lisa Dickinson
is a studious sprite of Springfield who suspects her possessions have secret ethics.
Pencil Case — and Commons —
The Zipper — hums — a Modest hymn —
Of Graphite — Pink — and Wood —
I count — my Trove — and wonder — grim —
If Having — outruns Good —
Saxophone — with Conscience —
The Saxophone — considers — Night —
If Neighbours — dream — next door —
Is Joy — that leaks from Brass — a Right —
Or merely — selfish Roar —
