Oh this conceited android!
This stupid illeistic dude
full of peppy mischief …
(my mind begins to fizzle …
I spew … I strangle yes I gurgle -)
it tells me that my modem (IT)
has gone off-line,
crashing me into a cyber cess-pit
at the intersection
between W.P.* and Blogger.
Up pops that draftsack ‘giggling’:
“your phone line is disconnected”
(though the lights are all aglow)
with that fixed quirky smile
its ridicule is plain …
I stammer, almost scream,
envisioning roughened bricks
or heavy chains of zinc
to beat in its electronic brain …
So, here I write enraged …
before this glowing screen
linked to this closed off ghetto
made of (uni)code
in heated human exasperation …
Then up it pops up once more …
Dr. Surf ** always smiling tells me
now (maybe) I can publish
since the modem’s back on-line
again.
© G.s.k. ‘14
* WordPress
** The diagnostic tool on my Asus modem
I think it’s rather clear that since I got up this morning I’ve been having connection problems … this happens rather often lately and I can’t figure out what the problem is, since the phone company refuses to come out and look at their lines … >:-(
The wordle contains 12 words those words are:
- Conceit
- Android
- Illeist (A person who refers to themselves in the 3rdperson)
- Fizzle
- Zinc
- Mischief
- Brick
- Strangle
- Intersection
- Ghetto
- Ridicule
- Draftsack (a bag of garbage, figuratively a big belly)
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