BIRO (# 74,939)
The chewed pen lid of a biro is feeling pretty pleased with itself as it writes this post.
It finds the keys as slippy as ice as its narrow blade skits across the keys.
The outcome is not deep, or funny, or sexy. Just mechanical, yet precise.
Like a woodpecker fooled by a fake plastic tree, as it taps away to Radiohead.
March 8, 2010
Filed Under Writing on writing
Filed Under Writing on writing
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