Mind Fingers Poem by Alistair Graham

I

My hands resting on the keys
Fingers and thumbs
Waiting to tear at white letters
On black blocks
In neat rows
QWERTY

Hands separated by protocol
Left keep left, right keep right
Invisible barricade
Keep-out sign, German dog
Familiar with what you know
What you know works

II
A frenzied finger fumble
in fast forward
forcing false
words upon words while
up on the screen,
screaming sincere smiles
sing, see how they run
see how they run
from left to right

Letters tiddlywink
into words, sentenced
in neat black blocks
like buildings stacked
on top of each other;
swaying faintly forward
before falling face down