TECHNOLOGY

I awaken

My clock radio singing

About bringing booty back

Meghan Trainor

is all about the bass

The ear-worm is planted

I check Facebook

A long conversation

Politics as usual

My nephew is losing it again

Updates from everyone

Right on my phone.

The cat wants in,

he and I have a conversation

I open his cat-food with no can opener

An amazing feat

I microwave myself coffee

yes I am too lazy to brew

I sit down to write

My computer is dead

I pull out the plug

Pull off the back

Pull out the battery

Replace it

Screw it back together

Turn it on, it comes on

A moment later it goes blank

Flipping technology

The smell of cane burning wafts through the air

Old technology

The computer comes up

I start my poem

Meghan Trainor still singing in my ear

She’s bringing booty back

I think about how technology

Got me here

From sleep to poem in fifteen minutes.