crimson nails,

dark,

dripping

with the weight of the world,

click.

on keys

from a bygone era.

 

she will move soon

to something real.

a computer.

not this.

 

click.
 
 

the sound is harsh.

she types

quickly,

effectively,

efficiently,
 
 

click,
 
 

mistress's heels,

click, 

click,

click,

tap on the marble

below her feet.

 

they draw near,

near to her desk.

 

click.

click.
 
 

the typewriter is removed,

and replaced

by a computer.
 
 

click.