pierced by computer clicks,
I drink first cup of coffee,
all hope of using brain ruined
seeing "stupid" and "greatest"
on my screen,
creative thought pierced,
stabbed by stupid and greatest words,
on my screen,
creative thought pierced,
stabbed by stupid and greatest words,
ideas trumped, thoughts killed.
Until morning when free spirit
brings fresh words in abundance.
brings fresh words in abundance.
tomorrow, when computer closed,
I am not yet crushed by internet chatter from
bitter tweets of hatred and blame and name calling.
Poem and sketch by MJC
Poem and sketch by MJC
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