That is not a pipe,
it is instead the paint
brushed gently out
to see is the truth
upon the canvas
where our dreams are shown

That is not a pipe,
it is the mind's eye revealed,
it is imagination,
velvet vivid in brown and black.

That is not a pipe,
it is the truth,
and truth is what we make it,
without illusion or intent. 

That is not a pipe,
though even I admit,
it looks like one.