It's Wednesday and I had a short day of school! What could be better? Well, maybe better if I had actually written a little bit this week, but due to the substantial amount of homework I had... that didn't happen. I've also just had the general feeling of laziness which isn't conducive to writing sonnets, either. Thankfully I have a few more sonnets in reserve.
A couple weeks ago my backspace key broke. It pissed me off so much I had to write about it. Enjoy!
Broken Backspace Key
O backspace key, convenient there you rest
Within my reach - one move abrupt - my hand
Then hammers down; deletion I demand.
The tainted words to which we all attest,
O blesséd backspace key you did arrest;
And all derision else-ways they'd withstand
Is nothing more than thought in our command.
O backspace key, too much we did request.
O broken backspace key - abused, devoured,
Engulfed in humankind's calamity -
Expose the caustic core. Your wreckage scours
Acidic sludge; reveals our basest plea
Afflicted neath impressions thus gone sour,
Within my reach - one move abrupt - my hand
Then hammers down; deletion I demand.
The tainted words to which we all attest,
O blesséd backspace key you did arrest;
And all derision else-ways they'd withstand
Is nothing more than thought in our command.
O backspace key, too much we did request.
O broken backspace key - abused, devoured,
Engulfed in humankind's calamity -
Expose the caustic core. Your wreckage scours
Acidic sludge; reveals our basest plea
Afflicted neath impressions thus gone sour,
Compressed upon you broken backspace key.
Completion date: 2/29/2012
Unpublished material, ©2012 Neal Digre
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