Added the bags under his eyes
as an afterthought
to flesh out his character.
After all, artists are tormented,
the type prone to eating sweets
and crouching up on the balls of one’s feet
Unable to adjust to the retrofitted font,
one falters at the digital precipice
the Info-Ocean’s interface, the wet woodwork rot,
barnacled and battered
by sea-spray and the smell of the Sound.