Air blows ‘cross a kiss
Shadows on an open door
Cloudy since you left

Ink Pen

Reservoir, well, quill
Sounds of scratches fill the air
Water dilutes all


Pain! Attention, not!
Nail, thumb! Tell the difference?
Not my best job, this.


Carrot? He asked nice.
Eh? These are cards I hold here.
Can’t eat cards. Carrot?

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