Penchant

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i’ve a penchant for the pen
and for the chant from the figments —
the assertive and the coy:

“howl! like to the moon,” they lend,
“in dappled, debated pigment!”
and, “prolixity may cloy!”

sure, but pen is prolix-zen…
a true-blue cut of instrument
on red-rune road corduroy.