paper.

the return to ink
is welcome after weeks
of LED, plastic keys
and binary code-

imitation paper
glowing with false pretense,

symbols reaching out with
meaning and yet, untouched;

I’d missed the resistance
and the way the
strikethrough
makes me look human
in its imperfection.

the dark gives
fuel
but the sun reminds me
that I’m afire.

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