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November 30, 2009
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My beloved Bic,
portal to the otherworld
Enabling me to
escape from this world into the next-
the world of Hilroy and Fivestar, where I watch
Prince Papyrus battle it out against his arch nemesis-
The Vile Vellum.
I long to grip your sturdy exterior (among my index and middle is where you shall rest)
For evermore.

Your ink so black, divergent with the paper
Ebony versus Ivory.
The Night Sky versus the Moon.
Obama versus McCain.

(We’re on the winning side, my love).

You slide along the paper so smoothly; a shark gliding towards its prey-
bleeding my thoughts (my insides) onto every terrain (every first draft).
You are my Adam; I am your Eve
We will formulate animation, pursue domination, concoct illumination
I hope to be with you forever, a holy union like no other
You and I forever (We share a love like no other),
My beloved Bic.

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naomid This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Dec. 23, 2009 at 6:01 pm
lol, i like the political reference. Nice use of humour
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