Going Off Again

I pound these keys so

Fuckin’ hard that the

Device moves across

The desk and I’ll

Have to reposition

It back to the center

Of my desk.

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I wonder how loud it

Sounds in the middle

Of the night

Cracking life into

The dead silence?

..

Sometimes there is

Only stillness

{

Or these fingers press

On the keyboard slowly.

..

It is daytime now.

{

Though outside of

Here the sound of voices

And cars fill the

Ambience it does not

Lower the decibel of

These letter-heads

Beating scars onto

The sheet nore does it

Soften the blows which

Cause this machine to

Jump to the left.

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My work is not gentle

But it is soothing.

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