Crash, Crash, Crash

Crash, Crash, Crash

A Poem by Kenneth The Poet

Crash, crash, crash,
can't establish any connection!

Like a bad first date,
only over and over again.

I'm f*****g addicted to you
when I go to your address,
yet I'm blocked because
you're never there.

You're a fickle mistress
when the electron flow fails.

© 2011 Kenneth The Poet


Author's Note

Kenneth The Poet
My love/hate letter to WC.

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And I use to think I was the only one.. she really gets around!!
And just when I think I am over her..
she reminds of how much I need..
like when I tired signing in today (4 times)..

Posted 13 Years Ago


Ha ha I heard that..defiantly a love hate relationship.

Posted 13 Years Ago


LOL seriously...lost two great poems to oblivion thanks to WC, probably the best I ever written washed away, and that was 6 months ago, still reeling from the experience, great poem Ken...

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is so perfect.. And it happens right when your in the middle of creating or posting.. I love it..x

Posted 13 Years Ago


lol; I can identify with being the receiver of this kind of write and feeling this way towards another - i like the way you channelled the frustration towards an object rather than a person but it is subtle and makes me think lol

Posted 13 Years Ago


EPIC! lol
Connection says no...bitter seethe, walk away, addiction knows no bounds, why? Because we return! LOL
xoxo

Posted 13 Years Ago


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LOL. drives me nuts too..

Posted 13 Years Ago


Indeed, love and late intertwine to match the emotion of the task.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Kenneth The Poet

Bismarck, ND



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Kenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more..

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