You’relike clay

i have drummed my fingers on keyboard letters,

ivory plastic and grimy little molars in a mouth that just won’t

talk.

I am tapping on the etched letters like an SOS in Morse code to the

little mechanisms that would make me

write instead of tap
remember instead of wait;

detail instead of drum

my fingers
on these
ivory keys,

hiding secrets in the silence

save for

the drumming of my fingertips,
& the sigh settled uneasy on my lips.

we just never quite know when to let go

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