My PC is Dead
Dear IT Department,
My PC is dead.
It no longer whirs and beeps
Its CPU is void of warmth
An amateur's cheap creation
I can peer at its umbral soul...
Sitting suffering feeling the sting of isolation
Long to look at something other than
nothing other than
No Signal HDMI port one
Just want a, need a symbol just one
Black, Black, Blue!, BIOS!, blue...
Maybe it’s gone, no, not for long
This is not a slice, but the whole of my whole social life, lives.
Three lives is the name of the game
Gimme back my games.
My leaves of absence from this
HDMI Hot Damn My Insides are collapsing life.
Plotting to bring it back to life
I’m the antagonist I’m the adolescent
With his monster sitting on his desk.
Gently pulling its skin off
Lovingly ripping out veins
Gouging its innards with care
Dissecting and sanitizing its brain
Look at me,
Look into my window and you will see
A hurt subvert relapsing without his
People Connector / Player Character
Phone Caller / Primary Carer /
Personal Computer
Introverts without computers
-Mournfully, John H. Fix