To The Pens That Litter My Desk, My Bag, and My Bed (REVISED)

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In a world that makes me feel temporal
You calm any fears of being erased
While in turn allow me to wear a small tattoo of a semi-colon,
only on the days I need to remember

Sometimes I draw a heart
Made out of a treble and bass clef,

an homage to a love that won’t let me down

You allow me to remind myself of how much I've changed
as I reread my old journals;

i could have sworn at least my handwriting had been constant

On the days I cannot fake being cheerful
I can write with one of you who can,

somehow nothing is as sad written in green

Here's to all the doodles you let me draw,

one connection I have to a grandmother I have never met

And to a world that would only exist right now
If you weren't around to get me to put it down in words
I am grateful that you remind me
To take a load off
And sit down with my head on straight--

you do not work well upside down


And though your ink may spill or run dry
Your creations last longer
Than anything I type,

although perhaps i am simply less critical for you

And you will forever remain a monument:
To the memories I'd rather not recall,
yet I must
And the words I thought I could never say
but I have.

Originally Published on allthebestjess.wixsite.com/website on February 22nd, 2019

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