On Escher and Becoming

The weathered callused hand
A yellow Ticonderoga number 2 pencil with tooth marks near the eraser
Becoming scratch patches in the textured paper
areas of light and dark
Twisting and
Graphite dragons with just a hint of leer
in their sparkling eyes
Becoming a marching horde across the littered desk top
Each with one last enigmatic look before
Becoming interlocking sectors of light and dark
An ancient number 2 pencil with no eraser
Becoming a younger hand

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Chyfrin the Celtic poet

Artist, Poet, Electrical/Biomedical Engineer, Actor, Playwright, Set construction, Educator, Lover of womankind and single malt scotch

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