Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Persistence

Clammer clammer clammer
clackity clackity clackity
tippity tippity tippity
jab jab jab

Is there really a reason to treat the keyboard like this or do we do it just for fun? I type until my fingers are just one blur. I type until you can't see the letters, pasted on their squares, and until there's really nothing there but the dust beneath the keys. There's a reason they are called that, keys. They not too different from the kind you use in your doors or your mailboxes or your journal locks. Just different shapes for which to unlock emotions instead of kitchen cabinets or childhood scribblings.

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