you can stop now, she says.
you can stop writing.
you've said everything
there is to say
about everything, twice
now. you are becoming
repetitious and boring.
put the pen down, turn
the machine off, go out
and get some fresh air.
have a drink, have a good
meal, fall in love.
take a trip, but get out
of the house and do
something different
for a change.
slow down, you tell her,
repeat that last part,
word for word, i'm typing
as fast as i can.
I like how it sounds.
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