The Hand of Imagination
The hand holds
A pencil
The pencil spills
Into the paper
The paper ripples
Into the ocean
The ocean pours
Into a cup
The cup cracks
Into glass
The glass scatters
Leaving a table
The table expands
Into a house
The house erodes
Into a notebook
The notebook holds
Paper
The paper implodes
And what is left
Is the pencil
This poem is about:
Our world