the pencil

A hand
At each end
Clasping
Moving in
Conflicting direction
Forcing a
Bend
Onto the resisting
Straigtness
It's stiffness
Refusing
And the tension
Builds,
Builds, building
Mounting dangerously
Silently on
 to the poor
Splint
That can
 not but eventually
Cringe and
Crack and
Painfully break
Into an
Unclean fracture
Right through the
Heart.