When Molasses Are FasterA Poem by therisaJoys of using a networked computer.Round And round You go. Forever Chasing your tail In an endless loop. Each New cycle My patience grows Ever so thinner With you. Holding me As a hostage In your technological Clutches. Until I want to Take out my frustration In a negative way. Knowing It will not help Speed things up But gives A brief moment Of satisfaction. While Waiting on A slow computer. © 2013 therisa |
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