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Poems From a PC

The clacking of keys

Doesnt sing like the

Scribble of a pen

And then

When

The next line has begun

The thought has run

Off

The pc cannot loft

The vision of choirs

Instead mires

In the new age of funk

The increasingly drunk

Sounds of clacking

Feels like its lacking

Its own song

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Published: Jul 23, 2018
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