Caressing Keys

My head begins to spin
I squeeze my eyes shut
So many unfinished stories
The year has been rough

Write a poem, maybe two
That will hold them over
It’s not enough, I’m overdo
Time to pull back the covers

My palms rest on the keys
As my blood begins to pump
My fingers twitch awake
For so long they’ve been numb

Release.

-VSN

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