there is the temptation
of the upper left hand corner
the ability to say no more
to quit if
for any reason, really

there is no accountability with that x,
marks the spot
where you can recede back
into yourself
away from whatever window
you no longer want to look into

the questions come after, though,
from internal dissatisfaction
for not leaving for dinner after 
spending six hours on wikipedia
or not finding the right words
that haven’t been used before
to tell your friend happy birthday
on her wall or never sending
that paper to your professor because
you just couldn’t put it together

the gravity of that red dot
weighs heavy on the computations
of life, goads some primal fear
written into our code

and today I’ll press it
just after I hit submit