Mechanical poetry

Mechanical poetry, upload feito originalmente por Lumase.

How many nights spent together, afraid of your noise.
My first lines, immature like august grape,
took form thanks to your mechanical precision,
a poetry made of metallic hammering,
the strength of fingers guided by vision
unleashed on those defenseless letters -
my voice; and for this I'll be forever grateful, dear
old, at-rest, unforgotten, alphabet machine.