HOW QWERTY CAN ONE GET?

tactactac - tack!
goes one letter after

an other each
tactactac - tack

becoming a clickety
clackety word.

The typewriter
spits out sound

and sometimes sense
each line ending in the clack

of the returning carriage
the ping of its bell

the poem snatched
from the machine's jaws

snatched from the nothing
from whence it came.

The page wearing its new words
like some glorious clothes

that changed
the whole character

of what could be
said.