Provocation Poem by Holly Moon

Provocation



The silence is pierced
By an angry keyboard
A pause
Words fly
What an assault
Tap tap tap
To and fro

This routine
An everyday thing
Used and abuse
A fact
No-one contradicts
Till I hear
This unhealthy exchange.

Peace at last
One is away
No tapping today.

Wednesday, October 1, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: work
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