THIS POEM IS ABOUT MY CONFUSION WITH TECHNOLOGY
Sizzling technology fried up dark and crisp like bacon Not the way i like it with sunny side up eggs Driving me mad with its peculiar nuances And its changing ways, almost sinister A cape of confusion too crisp on the outlying whites The rooster crows, pounding its chest, so proud But the defeated farmer runs to the barn to diminish the flames Kim Rodrigues © 2017
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