A and E

I tap the enter key.
Sending nothingness to you.

I can't think of anything to say.

My left joins in on the spacebar.
Now I'm really creating space between us.

I let out a sob.

Compound time, is it now?

I breathe heavily, adding to the timbre.

This is a mess,

Dissonance

Debussy

The chair rocks

I hear the creaks

The cello of doom

My whispers

Prayers that will never be heard

The percussion

The rain sticks

I am an orchestra

And this is my symphony

Of sadness