by Cody S. Decker
That’s it
I give up
this contraption is for the birds
I tried getting this damn computer
to connect to the internet
to do what it’s supposed to do
but no
it turns on with a howl and a hum
it bings and bangs
it sounds as if just may
take off in flight
it gets warmer and warmer
near the point of combustion
as it gimps along through it’s startup
and burns my lap
I keep thinking
I NEED to connect
I NEED to write some emails
I NEED this damn thing to work
I NEED a new machine
but perhaps
I just NEED an older one
after all
my typewriter is staring at me as we speak
thinking I’ve forgotten it’s worth
but still standing proud
knowing it’s not past its prime
sure
I can’t send any emails
but I sure as hell can use it
to connect