When Technology Fails: A Personal Poem on Frustration

“Out of Touch Blues”

I’m out of touch,

And so very much.

My computer’s sick;

I hate to pick…

But in my heart,

I can’t part.

With what I did–

I cannot fib.

I bought brand new;

Computer and shoes.

In just one day, they fell apart;

I wasted my money and broke my heart.

My feet are now bare; my files nixed.

I need the broken computer fixed!

Oh, what the heck–

Now I’ve got a sore neck.

I’ve stressed so much,

I’m out of touch.

This day is awful,

And that is no bull.

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