no thoughts

stroking the keyboard keys
but not hard enough
for the letters to pop

stroking, sliding over them
feeling the texture of the gaps
between each

waiting for words to come
waiting for some moment
of the day to crystallize
and turn into a printable thought

but nothing comes

i continue to stroke
and almost grasp the order
of the sunken words
lost among the myriad scramble

almost
almost
these are the words that will not come