Clicking April 19, 2024
The clicks tell me where she’s been
Like ticks from a Geiger Counter,
Or is it Morris Code?
Is there a message
In the fast and slow of it,
Her appearing and disappearing,
Her addiction
To these random ramblings,
Thoughts I think
Have thought,
And come back to,
Clicks hitting at odd moments
As if she needs to know
What I might say next,
Nothing predictable
For either of us,
Except the clicks,
Coming slowly,
Then more quickly,
An easy in and out,
A sudden rush of something
I might yet mistake
For joy
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