With words, with the acrostic form, about something you can play with at the desk.

But I’ve been getting into old storage, and there are too many.

Oversupply

Pins that make no holes
Abundant in every file and folder
Part of a writer’s detritus.
Each once necessary for
Responsible sorting, but now
Cupboards and drawers are full, as are
Long unopened boxes.
I discard the few rusty ones,
Pile the rest in loose piles.
Save me! I’m drowning in paperclips!