the st u ck key poem


May 8 by The Running Son




the st u ck key poem




key-boa r ds gr easy
crap and stuff alL
in n it
funny hew easy
shit still
spills out. nO c offee
or crumb in the worll
can sstop ease of
keys from unlocking
Viisual letterer
from keyboerdd streaming
bored devp
all my children
and keys and thoughts and had a cleaning perteE.




by Jim Aldrich





(every error we make has a reason Y.)

Dedicated to Andra

7 thoughts on “the st u ck key poem

  1. Ar Vhee says:

    “every error we make has a reason”
    i have something to ponder…

    • Hi you…a few things, yes. like where do you find the time to work and draw and write so beautifully!?. It’s a time management thing…. I have some things to ponder.

      YOu seem so Happy In yoUr picture 😉

      AV is crazy efficient.

      Ji-im <–haha the 2 ii's were an accident. then i decided to bi-split them.

      oh, i sleep now. hehe
      enjoy the moon AV

      • Ar Vhee says:

        work by day, draw at night and write in-between..
        i admit, i draw during work meeting instead of listening.. =)

        • See? efficiency. Careful using dashes… – they split things and make an in-between.

          dash -in- g can be PLeaSurable busIness, believe iT -2-.

          u d bes av

  2. these 3 gifts and one is bi-polar

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