I’ve always been a sucker for a good lead pencil
mechanical or otherwise, with exotic size like
double o’seven, o’eight, or o’nine – the promise
of scribe on paper, the spilling of thought
like blood though black on brilliant white fibers, pressed
so many linens to emboss with the outpour of my mind
but the scratch – listen . . . do you hear that? that’s quill on papyrus
the sound of it, the sight of it, so much like sex in so many ways
the north-south-west-east of it, a counting of blessings
© Chagall 2015
Alphabet City 
Absolutely yes. And the fibrous vibration bringing feedback through your fingers…great write Chagall.
Thank you, Mike. Yes! That solid dot there between thumb and index finger of your writing hand, where grip meets brain meets the written line. Hoping your 2015 is starting off a great one. —Carlos