
I’m addicted
to office supplies
paper
clean surface
the promise
of untapped prose
lines unwritten
in time
preferably
unlined
folders
crisp and empty
delicious slots
for array
clips
every shape and size
to bind and hold fast
the things that we love
number 9
mechanical pencils
bulbous tubular lead
to impart to the world
all that goes on
in the mind
© Chagall, 2013

I have this addiction. I want to frame this poem!
I am so seriously addicted that I actually have a stash. I would be most honored to be framed and hung. 🙂 —–Chagall
Right above the freshly sharpened pencil bouquet!
To avoid injury then, please be certain that I am well hung! (I couldn’t resist 🙂 ) —–Chagall
Haha, I will be certain to do so, although it seems that should be your job… 😀
You are correct. From here on, I promise to be less witty and more tack-ful. —–Chagall 🙂
Encore, encore!!