Router

Router

A Poem by Rosa Carlyle-Mitchell
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Sporadic internet is unhealthily irritating.

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I type in some numbers,
When it f***s out, 
and my nerves flex. 
Not out and in,
Out and in,
Like pleasant sex.

In the ‘username’ box
I type: admin. 
What truth!
Its like the pang of 
A child’s loose, 
dangling tooth. 

Twist it right.
Loading.
Twist it left. 
Slow pixel wave. 
Twist it right. 
Encoding. 
Twist it left. 
Feel like a slave.

© 2012 Rosa Carlyle-Mitchell


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Rosa Carlyle-Mitchell
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Added on December 5, 2012
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Rosa Carlyle-Mitchell
Rosa Carlyle-Mitchell

Cape Town, Western Cape, South Africa



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