Sunday 16 November 2014


the cursor blinks
waiting for the words to fill the void
the white screen waits for characters in a myriad of colours 
fingers are poised to start
and fall onto the keys
typing word after word
a love song
a tirade
a rant
only to be
or selected and deleted
because they don't fit
they don't fill the void the way they should
they can't fill the hole
so the cursor blinks
the screen fades and the words are never said
never shared because if they're too hard to type
maybe, possibly, they're too hard to read or hear

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