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

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