The Convenience Of A Ballpoint Poem by Melati Hussein
The Convenience Of A Ballpoint
I feel it as an unbending
An unwillingness to accept anything other
Than that which your mind and intellect has determined to give
I'm no longer sure where your soul is hiding.
Your reasoning is silent and blinding
You talked about ink pens
The nibs scratching the surface of the paper
I still use mine
You use a ball point
The ink does not splash, it's convenient
I am not
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