If there is a special Hell for writers, it would be the forced contemplation of their own works. -John Dos Passos

Friday, March 23

A Body Electric

I sit at my
portalmirrorscryingdish
computer screen
glowingflickeringchanging
and type
clickclackclatter
sending my words out into
himheryou
a world made of
apathymiseryindifference
binary code.

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