Click! Tick ! Tic! Toc!
I click on the rows of letters.
Every letter has a beat, every letter has meaning.
How it breathes and how I feel the life in that row of words.
It's a black screen I stare into, but I find his stare right through it.
How they breathe and live through that black little void.
But what great longing comes from that black void. How I see those rows of words
Spell out loneliness, how lost I feel within this black addiction within this dark affliction.
Every row is a escape from reality.
As I pound on those letters Click! Tick! Tic! Toc!
For my time has come...