Monday, August 16, 2021

out of ink

i'm always surprised when
a pen
runs out of ink.
when i go to write something
down and the pen
is dry.
my favorite pen no less,
the one i took
from the hotel desk.
Hilton on its side.
a half of line, one word
perhaps
and then nothing.
how dare it choose now
to go empty.
i unreasonably thought
that it held an endless
supply.

1 comment:

Di said...

Hilton pens are no good.