typewriters are personifications of anger
she can never silently flutter over the letters
typewriters are reminders of my family
each syllable punched in with frustration
you can't space back in distance nor time
typewriters are articulations of slips
we type what the unconscious wants us to
typewriters are errors of humans
most of who we know we are
typewriters are stories we tell ourselves
one to my sister and another to a boyfriend
typewriters are like you and i
stubborn, tough to handle, old and lost
typewriters, she said, are like philosophies
they fuck your head up. you don't understand.
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