[Yeah, I know what you are thinking...but they ARE on purpose! >;o) ]
Monitor your Monitor
The sun's gone down
and the only light
is the blueish-greenish glow
from the computer screen.
That would be fine
but as you can see
it mskes it hars to ser
the keyboarf to type
and wity everu inch the sun sets
more typod abound
but I gueaa the question ids
is it really the ligth's fauly?
Or id ir MINW?
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Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Grasshoppers on Speed
[Yes, a lot of these are old. Like, written in High school. I will get the new stuff here, too, eventually.]
Grasshoppers on Speed
writing poetry
is therapeutic
because as the emotions
jump around my brain
like grasshoppers on speed
the poetry
melts them
and they can seep through my arms
down to my fingers
and into the key board
and stored on a disk
like a game or term paper
emotions and thoughts
captured in an electronic cage
and I hold the key
and keep it in the bottom of my pocket
so they can't escape
and make me cry again
Grasshoppers on Speed
writing poetry
is therapeutic
because as the emotions
jump around my brain
like grasshoppers on speed
the poetry
melts them
and they can seep through my arms
down to my fingers
and into the key board
and stored on a disk
like a game or term paper
emotions and thoughts
captured in an electronic cage
and I hold the key
and keep it in the bottom of my pocket
so they can't escape
and make me cry again
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