“In Key…”

by A_F_R_O_W


Some hear tapping.

An endless barrage.

I hear music, through my keys.

Typing rainbows.

Endless ribbons of rhythm.

Clause combinations,

through every season.

Pausing to collect

the rhyme and then


Not burdened by sense…

when, where or why…

Let meaning be met

by the heart.

Forget the compulsion to

try and decipher,

from wheresoever you start

to engage.

I love each cyclical stage.

I love every beat of the words

on my page.



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