Type bug

you told me to write something
i think you want to right something
in my head
i can't write, i just type
endless typos and troubles with keys
the m key is broke
mmmmmhhhgggszzd
see, it won't work, not properly anyway
the page is blank,
the light grows old
my screensaver's appeared, 'use me'
use me and lose me
say something to me
but, please
just don't write it down.

Loss in a Cold Climate

The contents of my head lies
in a fruity pulp by the curbside.
It seeps through nooks and fractures,
into empty depths bound by concrete.
I watch from above,
Breathing slowly so that arching plumes of air
might stifle the sad little words
that hang so dismally around.
They are like flies-
Humming bulbs that hover above the mess...
My mess-
of loss and
clumsiness.