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Haiku About a Typewriter
On my command, slugs
slap crisp paper with my thoughts
through worn ribbon. Ding!
About the Creator
Kristen Balyeat
Words fly to me on the wind, bump into me as I'm strolling the city, splash me in the face while I rest by the river, and shake me awake in the middle of the night—I’m humbly one of the vessels they use to come to life.
Also, i love you:)
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Comments (5)
I'd have a typewriter if it was economical and worth the space. This was brilliant.
I miss typing on a typewriter! Fun Haiku Kristen!
oh I love typewriters. Good Haiku
Ding!Superb😀
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