Here starts my idea with you
a perfect point
on this once blank page
now fifteen words behind
Here on what someone else might call “something worth typing”
I hold you here, before these 33
in a place where there are no pens
I am a user of Microsoft now
I am a user of non-carbon
There’s a tilt now for me typing to you
I am a “once upon a time”
the old pull back for the “Enter” button is a right-handed to-the left ‘swoosh’
for what was a type of writer
that in one single sound
was always right, pushing that awkward silver-looking arm
left to stop