Extravagance

If you love me and feel you must

gift me something 

for the impending holidays 

give me a box of Bic pens the original 

clear stalks in medium blue that last 

a fair percentage of forever unless 

all the poems I desire 

come knocking don't go begging 

because I clasp the pen 

allow it to erupt into syllabic 

thrust sans rust oh and if 

you must, toss in a hard card-

board covered Mead 

composition book too