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Racking, Fracking, Frickers, Dickers

Racking, fracking, fricker dickers - there it goes again stirring all my inner jitters; my pc, tablet, phone and friends blank screens locked immovable in place again while tweets and texts disappear in phantom space. Techno blab excites me and the mesmerizing call invites me but searching play on the blank display cueing frustrates my mind to forget just what I'm doing and at my fingertips the troubles brewing. It's a slam dunk OCD call to play games and tweet within the web thralls lost in wavelength microwave wifi while communication stalls and dies and that's the truth, no lies. Curse you internet!

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Date: 9/4/2017 1:41:00 PM
Wonderful write, DM! This amused and amazed me w/sheer laughter as I too felt a shared kindred spirit in the matters aforementioned in your delightful poem. Excellent wordplay poetry. An instant fave, my friend. Love and joy always.
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