hard
white. Above the
heat mirage the screen
shivers;
The
beetle-black box beside
me sighs.
My finger
pauses over the
words. I
roll my eyes
across the
wastelands to the
blinking
line.
Watch it
select, hesitate
- “send”
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| Photo credit: kolobsek |
This is part of the small stones writing challenge
The art of paying attention
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