a pencil

i took my pencil for a spin today
it's like walking a dog
in so many ways

i brought my eraser along too
firmly held in my left hand
just in case the pencil ran away

and so we walked
the three of us
on the paper that i brought

i merely held it; the pencil took me
to perceptions and lined sights
so very different from the pen's inked might


...and it is unfinished.