My fingers

Need to
Press &
Tabulate

My stress
Away. My
Mind does
Not take
Idleness for

An answer
To any
Question.

—-

When I’m not
Mechanizing,

I am not
Thinking.

My thoughts
Are Process.

I Physically
Knead them
Out, in order.

—-

While I wait,

Appearing
Frosted and
Delicate on
The outside,

I metabolize
Rich Struggles
Of caked stress

Via Temperate
And Tactile
Tinkerations.

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