I'd Rather Be Writing

There is no feel of creation while typing

Not for me anyway

All too mechanical and vanilla

No thrill of cerebral surprise

Backlights and graphics

Icons and prompts

Brand new abbreviations that defy logic

Coded crossroads not found on maps

The numb result of endless enumeration

None of this is Me

My soul is too large to except it

Aware of myself and my spirit

I turn away with ease and stride

Without effort I accelerate

And then dissolve into Ink