I stood there looking down at her.
She was lying there,
Her broken body in pieces on the floor.
I remember thinking to myself,
“Boy, I’ve done it this time.”
We had met on beautiful Christmas Day.
She stopped at my parents’ house
To wish me a Merry Christmas.
I can remember it like it was yesterday.
She was finely shaped, small and flat.
She had no curves whatsoever, just lines.
Her square face and one good eye
Lit up as we came face to face.
It was the beginning of a great relationship.
She always did just as I asked
And me, I loved to push her buttons.
She had so many buttons!
My favorite button to push was “Delete.”
It would make her forget
What I had just said!
Then a little over a year after we met
She decided she’d had enough.
I asked her to do something
And her face started blinking
“Not Responding.”
If I bugged her enough
She would finally do as I asked.
This went on for a week and finally
I had had enough!
I pounded on all of her buttons with my fist
Causing her to beep-beep-beep at me.
I picked her head up off the desk
And threw it against the wall.
Then I took her hard drive
And threw it too…It shattered.
Into a million pieces it flew.
I stared in stunned silence.
I stood there looking down at her.
She was lying there,
Her broken body in pieces on the floor.
I remember thinking to myself,
“Boy, I’ve done it this time.”
5 months ago
1 comments:
I searched for the phrase "I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings" in Google Blog Search, 26 results came up, I scrolled down 'til I got to the post titled, "Some things I was thinking about last night...", and I decided to look at your blog from the earliest date. I found this poem and read it. I had already told myself that I wouldn't comment on some random person's blog, but somehow I've justified it to myself by now. That was a great poem.
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