Return

“Slushink” sounded the return bar,
back to a place of fantasy.
Where I could get lost in my own small brain,
and make it seem like it’s a universe wide.

“Tricklety-chlackt” sang the keys,
as my fingers fluttered across the keyboard,
like the wings of my fairies
that sparkled in the woods.

“Vhuroulph” roared the paper,
as it flew out of the paper bail.
The dragon’s escaped!
Lock it back in the dungeon.

“Slushink” sounded the return bar,
returning home to reality.