carl[1]
- Dear typetester,
If you're reading this, it means that your fingers are gliding across the keys to the beat of my verse. Rehearse, rehearse, rehearse as you type. Please, oh God! It hurts... it hurts... it hurts when you type. Stroke your keys while you can. It's our way of sticking it to the man. Some day you'll hold the backs of your hands up to your face and see your fingers crinkling at the joints. Just beneath the flesh of your knuckles, the hairline fractures in your bones keep record of the traumas.
