A Sticky Silence
A keyboard lays across my knees
like a sleeping lapdog,
The B and the K are sticky keys
that cannot bark
or pronounce their own function.
The keys are unstuck by pure alt control,
I have also trained them with a dog whistle.
Behind the plasma screen
Bach is barking
out of the mouth of a cello.
I wonder if I should wake up
the lapdog,
maybe
with a duet in B minus
for a K9 listener?
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2025
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