Twenty
Twenty
I’ve been caught, a flopping fish on Stearns Pier – sunny day, trying to keep up with tech
which smells like a mackerel on a dock in hot sun.
This looks fishy
I know it sounds like I’m complaining
knowing that hooks from the money guys are making these
keyboard keys feel like psychic shocks as I type them…ouch!
Mark Elan Zuckerberg Musky smells are coming from Silicon Valley
but the gourmet food being offered tastes like sauerkraut.
Ebeneezer Tech has got hot eyes for your wife
on this raging river of computerdom.
money motivated mongrels hiding in the keys smell like old big eyed bass
in the fridge and feel like mushy potatoes full of shards of glass
But maybe tech is its own flopping fish that should try to keep up with me
perhaps I should let tech be Darth Vader take over from my big baby
Yet, I am fed constant deceit on computers and the world would be much better without them.
a good ol’ Apple II GS computer is an apple of my eye
She and I can figure it all out and merge to become Harv the computer whiz
flowery techno daisy
It’s really easy to figure all this stuff out if I surrender to my inner Yoda
just say oy veh which amazingly slays the dragon that heats these keyboard squares
but that dragon speaks in tongues that somehow make sense
to the masses who oddly speak the same language
While all l I see on my computer screen are dollar signs that twist and turn like a 300 pound contortionist trying to wiggle out of a phone booth.