Kinetic letters,
askew and independent,
becoming reborn in words,
settle themselves in cyberspace..
Trembling fingers press buttons
that create the vacuum,
as words inhale their first new breath
and speak to tear-filled eyes.
Innocent little assassins
cut right through her heart
and rip it from her chest.
“Look at us, you fool,”
they laugh.
“Honesty deceived you.”
They blow through the screen
as sand and sleet,
stinging her eyes.
Burning white saline rivulets
run down her face
splattering the keyboard,
as acid rain drops,
in time with her staccato breath
tapping away at the keys
until both are silent.
As death.
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