It’s a rainy day and not just outside……
A
Well it’s a start
Stalled
The keyboard just sits there
Taunting
The buttons seem to shift to form a grin
Annoying
You lay your hands on them and try to wipe it off
Futile
The world of words remain stuck inside the flat formless characters
Hurtful
You smash then into reaction but they resist and the screen fills with noise
Worthless
Then your brain engages and you realise that it’s not the fault of these innocent plastic faces
Shame
But they have been hurt and recoil to your touch and the noise continues until you slam the lid closed
You are a writer
Blocked
Out
Z
