The Pen!
"Are you Quill?," She asked abeam.
"Yes, of course! - mostly - when the Muselle`
visits oft'n'r upon, as my wont!
"Well, here!, this will surely help at the Magic...
And IT, Voila!, was in hand, a thrust-unmistakable!
Blunt, bulbous & sleek, a slick Recife,
this Turquoise and Silver stick.
Is IT "Blue?" Is IT "Black?"
Pray, "Blue-Black!?" Wow! -
A Sole instrument for Playing in the Indigene,
Soul Colors of the Earth! - I nearly crack to Self.
Swirled-embedded, b'neath the haute Baekelight-Crystal
like a LavaLamp-Entemp. IT's messages of ambidexsrait-
Threads, Mola thru splayed fingers. O' Charitable Mage
You have brought to Life!... I Write Handcrafted!
H.e.m.
5.1.MMvii.
Solus
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