Digital Rush

It all begins with a click.

Instantly diving into the creative abyss.

With images and writing so blindingly bright.

As I fall through the literary expanse day and night.

I try to keep up.

I write write write.

Thanking all those stars for sharing their light.

Like fireworks bursting with insight.

I’m writing this poem to put off what’s next.

Dreading my daily death by push up.

The end.