I rise with her rays
I sip my slow-drip fuel
As I wrestle with plot and imagination
Characters bleed through the screen
And hop from key to key
Stretching their mind-born limbs
Crafting their story.
We chat over more slow-drip
Debating the next chapter
And they’re always right.
I return to the keys.
The key is to return
To continue clicking those keys.
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