OK Fingers ~
tell me what to do.
Send messages streaming from
my brain, my heart, or soul. Profound or not ~ its not real depth I’m seeking,
but only words to print and send into a crowded, cloudy ether.
Well, Fingers ~
Seems you’ve missed the boat ~
no messages worth the work.
The circuit to my inner self
has no connection to my digits.
The words, definitely not profound ~
meaningless except to say that
the cloud is crowded more today.
“Pages and pages and pages with words all over the pages.
My goodness, what fun. What fun to write whatever words occur.”
~ Jonah Winter, Gertrude is Gertrude is Gertrude is Gertrude
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