Click click clack
Go the keys on my keyboard
Changing the white landscape
Staining it black
Click click clack
Words turn into lines
Trying to make sense
Of images in my mind.
They’re all parts of me
That I’ve click click and clacked
I’ve put myself out there,
Do you see that?
Do you see me,
In the words that you’ve read?
Disjointed, yet flowing
These thoughts in my head?
Click click clack
It grows more intense,
With every word
Line and sentence.
Do you see me?
I must ask again,
Or does my keyboard
Click click clack
In vain?
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Written for 100 words hosted by Tara at Thin Spiral Notebook. The prompt was “paper“. This was my take. Do check out the other posts.
I feel like that most of the time. You caught that negative intruder well.
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So glad you could relate to my piece.
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Keyboards can make such lovely music! Just like this piece. Very nice!
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Thank you so much! 🙂
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Love the building of intensity and desperation in the tone. Definitely feel this way as a teeny tiny blogger wannabe writer.
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Good to know I am not alone! Thanks for stopping by and glad you enjoyed my piece! 🙂
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yup – this! so hard to keep putting it out there when we feel unheard. 🙂
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It sure is! Thanks for the read!
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A fun read. Enjoyed.
Ally 🙂
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This was fun. And, as a blogger…omg can I ever relate!!!
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🙂 Good to know!
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It’s a natural flow. Good.
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Thank you!
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Good stuff. Love it. Reads more like lyrics of a melancholic Elliot Smith song. Should be made into one.
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maybe ‘keyboard’ is too long a word. ‘Board’ might just be right, since you’ve mentioned ‘keys’ already?
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or maybe not.
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🙂
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Wonderful imagery of what it feels like to get what is in your mind onto paper.
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Thanks Tara 🙂
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Great Writeup, Loved it 🙂
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Thank you!
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