Am typewriter boy
In laptop world
Reinking ribbons
Staining my hands
Speedtyping in midnight hours
Smelling of sweat and correction fluid
Drinking down inspiration
Sitting with a single desklamp shining on keys
Living in the shadows
Cursing for forgetting to advance paper
Going back with red pen and bitten pencil
Making the edits
Sit it in a box and let dust gather
Before going back again for retype
In the midnight hours
Drinking down inspiration
Eating my own words
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Burn Burn Burn
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