ping… aaargh!

There is no face-mask for the brain,
no analgesic for this pain,
no way to keep at bay
the assaults of every day.
I try to isolate my mind,
from infection of this kind –
but each axis-of-idiocy hit,
fills my inbox with more shit.


This is the way the world ends, not with a bang, but with a ping… Time to turn the laptop off and go outside! 


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2 responses to “ping… aaargh!

  1. What an elegant way to say it!

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