Sometimes there are just no words.
You hear the keys clicking.
Letters appear on the screen.
But they are empty promises to understanding.
They don’t mean what you think they mean.
The things most necessary to say are swallowed.
Yet the words keep coming to wrestle
meaning from what seems meaningless.
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