I hit the mouse on the icon “Notepad.”
And like a bitter, but solaced nomad,
I type away my thoughts at hand
Of this place called “Cyberland”
But my only thought, without a doubt
Is to type the following: “I want out”
So for a chord of inspiration
I go online for a quick visitation
And I think…
“In this chair, I will sit
In this stare, I visit
Into cybernetic space
In a world without a face
With a mouse at a readied hand
With zooming out to “cyberland”
Within my body, I sell my soul
With pollutants at mind, like aerosol
At every chance that I will get
At every site, I lose regrets
Atoned to lift out there a wire
At looking down, I’m in the same attire
Now I look at language packs
Now I see these purple sacks
Nowen are sinking from my tired eyes
Now purple sacks I little despise
To anyplace I wish to escape
To a link that will encape
Tomorrow will just be tomorrow
To me, at least, it brings me sorrow
On these keys, I type so fast
On this spell check, my brain will blast
Onward bound I click and type
On bended knee, in all this hype
Unknown to me, I type in French
Inconnu si je comprends ceci par pouce
Inconnusé comme a haloed chantent
Inconnu à eux, je signale un rant
The point of the last stanza is beyond me
The very thing is merely free…versed
These verses make one story, though
The life on this computer will make your mind dough”
Three of four hits of the enter key,
I still am typing this sullenly:
“I want out.”
So frustrated, and in a fit,
I whack the computer and call it a piece of…FIG TREE!
A blur upon my screen would show
That maybe that wasn’t the smartest go…
“I want out.
I want out.
I want out.
Ermac; Computer Error
Keyboard not detected. Hit any key to continue.”
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