It is blank
Wondrous blank
Only regret
The keyboard
Does not offer
A splatter button
I can not
Simply type out words
And hit scatter
And watch them whirl about
And splatter
Letter carcasses about
So I could encircle them
With my pen
Drawing lines of connect
Creating new directions
In content and form
I must go now
To run in the sand
And toss a bucket of water
Upon my trail
So I can drag
Toes and stick
Across the splatters
Connecting my world
To everything

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