Mechanical Pencil

I covered every shelter contingency –
    air, water, food, fuel.
All were thoughtfully stockpiled against
    the unthinkable happening
    which has happened to us.
All except pencil lead which fits
    my mechanical pencil.
In about 350 words my lead
    will run out with no refills,
    and I have an entire Armageddon
    to chronicle.

—a man
  Brittany Peninsula
Europe

 
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