Mash the Keyboard

Mash the keyboard.

What comes out?
Words. Letters. Symbols. Meaning.

I sit again to write,
Ideas drain from brain to text,
Today flowers, tomorrow suffering.

MASH the keyboard.

I want. I need. I must.
Why?
I NEED to.
I write, I bloom.
I forget, I wither.
Author, poet, craftsman.

MASH the KEYboard.

Type. Type. Type.
Composed, insane,
Worlds confined within my brain.
Get out.
They’re building.
Pressure is building.

MASH THE KEYBOARD.

Create, craft, make new.
Drains, never empties.
Progress lies—in an empty mug.
The turn of the road.
A dead end in the maze.

MASH. THE. KEYBOARD.

Break through the wall,
Word by word,
Line by line,
My fight.

MASH, SMASH, CRASH the keys.

Click, click, click, click.
Welcome to my mind,
Laid out for all to see.
No secrets.

And so I mash the keys.