WRITER VERSES LAPTOP - A Mildly Epic Tale

My laptop greets me daily  
with the confidence of a cat~  
smug, blinking, and absolutely certain  
I am the problem.

 I type a brilliant sentence;  
 it responds by freezing mid-word,  
 as if to say, “Let’s not rush genius.”  
 (I was not rushing. I was caffeinated.)

At 42% battery, it sighs dramatically,  
dims the screen,  
and collapses like a Victorian poet  
who has felt too much.

I write heroic journey, 
it changes it to herbal jelly,  
which is… a different story entirely.

But at the end of the day,  
we make peace~  
me with my stubborn ideas,  
it with its mysterious moods~  
two flawed artists  
trying to create something  
before one of us crashes.

12th gradewritelight verse

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