Lest it not get smudged, scratched, or nicked
it travels in style, as all fountain pens should.
it's own little leather case from Switzerland, now
slightly scuffed at the corners, the zipper not so
smooth as it once was.
this pen, sometimes filled with blue, sometimes with
a brown the color of coffee, sometimes green like
late spring leaves, writes the smoothest lines,
the most beautiful words flow from it, not
because of me, just because, because it's a
beautiful pen in a lovely leather case from
Switzerland.
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