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Ball Point

Slim implement, bless your ink
No matter what its scribe might think.
Print black or blue or green or red,
The hand that writes can free the head.
The tyrant fears you like the gun:
You liberate his slaves, one by one.
Posted 04/21/13
from Resin from the Rain (Seattle: Rose Alley Press, 2002)
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