Father Luke?
Great.
He writes.
He writes poetry.
“Some” would say he writes poetry.
I could do better than that.
That’s what they say, you know?
“I can/could do better than that.”
I know you can.
Anyone can.
The truth is that I can do better than me,
but I don’t. I tap about on the keyboard,
keeping my fingers warm as they travel
over
and about
hunting
for the letters
I find the keys
I touch them
black letters appear on the screen
I tilt my head to the left side,
looking at the computer monitor,
It seems good enough
It’s not like I’m a writer
or anything. . .
That’s what they say, you know?
