IF the formatting of this is somehow MESSED UP...I am going to KILL google...
Most times, I hate this blinking cyclops'
constantly, flashing cursor.
It seems as if its always asking me,
"What are you doing?
What are you waiting for?"
blink blink blink
"Type what you mean to say, because you will never say it aloud."
With it's phrasing always in threes.
A flashing pupil of an unblinking, heartless mass of waves and wires.
It screams perfection!
While, I, can only dream.
Yet, sometimes...
The blank, uninterruptable, stare
of this modular beast
Grants me fluidity and eloquence!
Fearlessness I can not know!
The cold and one-eyed stare-downer,
cradles all that shit that rests just beneath my lower eyelid and then spills onto the canvas that starts at the
blink blink blink
Ok...I see that I have shown you who is boss GOOGLE!
ReplyDeletepun-pun-pun-PUN! pun-pun-pun-PUN! Think Beethoven. The precursory is friendliness.
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