one hundred wpm

at one hundred words per minute

only interrupted by the even faster

click of the backspace;

at one million synapses per second

uninterrupted by the blink of an eye

does the analysis of creation

make the product irrelevant?

not knowing exactly the why

but feeling the inspiration

the desire to extol, expunge,

excoriate or exorcise

runaway fingers, racing words

punctuated by the click of the keys,

it’s slower if done with the pen.

is it slough that fills the page?

the excess of the mind

the calculation of some

spiritual arithmetic that will somehow

increase an individual’s public worth

initially i thought i was writing about poetry

in a timely and ridiculously typical meta-way

but really i am writing about


©mariah voutilainen 2018

calculate some more spiritual arithmetic at (re)imagining the mundane.

4 Comments Add yours

  1. floweringink says:

    I love this! I love poems that ask questions, that take you into the act of questioning. Really good!!!!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. hupsutupsu says:

      thanks, floweringink!

      Liked by 1 person

  2. Succinct, and it speaks to so many facets of our existence. The click of the keys, thoughts flowing faster than fingers can keep up, backspacing… I was just thinking today I would write a poem on paper and see how different it feels. Excellent mind food!

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  3. I laughed and nodded (and admire) at the first three lines! 😊
    This is excellent.! Thought provoking and really clever, imho.

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