New pens!

My new pens came! The ones I spend way too much money on, but I'm so happy I have! They're Uniball Signo DX gel pens, size .38 point. They are my drug. They are beautiful, and elegant. Once I got them I wanted to try all of them out, see what colors they were and all, I ended up writing this poem based on rhyme alone, that literally just flowed out of the pen. I had no idea I would write a poem when the pen touched paper. (It wasn't even nice paper, it was a receipt!) So now I have a multi-color poem on the back the the pen receipt.

This is the poem:

The End of Days

Today we fall to the end of days.
Say goodbye and the last of your praise;
After this there will be no return,
So go ahead, let the sorrow burn.

This right here is the end of the line.
It’s really too bad, there was time to try
To stop this before the apocalypse came,
Now we are left to the survival game

Because now we are trapped in the end of days.
Say not your regrets, stave off your prays;
There will be no return to the ways of old,
So go ahead, let the rage take hold.

So much for humanity—
So much for love—
Look what barbarians we’ve become
Now that the end of days has come.

Yesterday we fell to the end of days.
We said out goodbyes and the last of our praise
For a society fallen that will not rise again,
Now we are left to the survival game.


I'm very happy with this poem. That is how poetry is done, it just flows, like the ink in my really totally aweseom Uniball Signo DX pens.