Monday, January 23, 2012

The Keys Flew Away

It was a Monday in January

When the keys flew away

Slowly floating away from the keyboard

Maybe they too were bored

 

The wind took them through a window

In the side of the office

Where they took to the sky

To play with the clouds

 

The keys spun with the currents

Leaving contrails behind them

The words were imprinted on the skies

For all to see

 

Then there was me

Alone in the office

Watching a keyboard without keys

Waiting for inspiration

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