Poussiere de Lune

At Two Hands Paperie, she perused
the pens and inks, deciding the budget
did not allow for new pens, but
new ink was a possibility.
The clerk handed her a card,
each line a different color,
each color labeled, a panoply
of names; blue sky, magenta gold,
iron ore, delirious purple and
poussiere de lune, a dusky purple
she had purchased before.
Poussiere de lune, Moon dust,
what she thinks of day and night
in her laboratory, at the computer,
at night, she dreams of Moon dust,
the color of an ink cartridge.