I play keystrokes like some play the piano.

I plink out words, which are my melodies.

I move with the flow of words.

My song flows out of my wrists like a rushing river.

My left and right-hand move in synchronized ballet, each lifting and falling on their tippy toes.

Some people play the piano; I play with the click and clack of words on a keyboard.

M.B.B.
5/4/2020

Note: the image I used comes from Wallpaper Cave.

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