Pen and ink
By Parson Thru
And so, into another book of leatherette-bound lineage
We introduce our measured scrawl
Pain in the margins doesn’t augur well, but that’s our lot
The sum of where we are. A bold attempt
How to represent the deafening machinery?
This faltering abatement of entropy?
A challenge to convey this, with nothing more than lines
In between of which the scrawl might play