Up and down and up again
Or was it down and up and down again
The table would know better
As he in his
Aptly placed cacophony
Searches for inspiration
Click click
Now there isn't even
The illusion of a point
And so it must have been
Down up down
I think
If I counted the clicks correctly
And now they come with maddening
Constancy and he is getting nowhere
And the page is blank
His mind is full of noise
Click
And suddenly he starts
To scribble furiously
Ferocity finds the page
And he puts pen to paper
Until
Suddenly
It stops.
-poetry two assignment two
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