Pounding the keys again
Peck..Peck..Peck
Letting life's frustrations
fly off my fingertips
onto the serene screen
Tonight my thoughts
exceed the speed
of my compromised connection
The horror of being frozen out
Locked up by heartless tech
Words now bottle necking
inside my clogged hour glass
Oh to have a paper and pen!
but stolen office supplies
long ago
were all utilized
and never replenished
No need for such relics
Or so I thought
when I purchased
this pricey device
I shake rattle and roll
my accursed hardware
Bad idea
Skull and crossbones appear
on my solid blue screen
Fatal error
This is the final
proclamation
The red power eye
grows dim
Signaling the end
of our relationship
All my brain wave residue
I had deposited
on a chip
the size of a gnat
now terminally dead
Gone to that place
in the clouds
where data angels reside
Time to start over again
as I scour my existence
for parchment and quill pen
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