Living Without Wi-Fi

Those are my most painful days, Living without Wi-Fi, at home. Every single day, for that terrifying week when we switched internet service, I had to live the primitive life, with books. A strange emptiness crept right in me, every time The dreaded “No Connection” appeared. Facebook. YouTube. Safari. Gone. The blank screen of death was reminiscent of the old days when I browsed with such freedom. What is life, without those necessities? Those days lingered, eating away at my patience, like a skunk spray, that just won’t go away, How could the companies let this happen? The “smart” ones, the rich ones, None could help this hellish experience. Only one week’s worth of seconds Healed this gaping wound, And heard my pleas to restore the sacred connection.