our little plant
has a little pot
with a little octopus sticking out the top
and it wiggles and shakes when i tappity-type-type
i should name it…
our little plant
has a little pot
with a little octopus sticking out the top
and it wiggles and shakes when i tappity-type-type
i should name it…
i’ve gotten so used to this computer,
this keyboard,
adding extra letters
where they’re not needed,
absorbing strange autocorrects
into my soul
(i will never, now, write “feels like” without part of me thinking to myself “eellike”)
(and i know to watch for extra “o”s in every “to” “on” and “now”;
always expecting the unexpected “tooo” “Ono” and “noon”)
what would happen
if i received
a new
typing
machine?