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Keys missing
Skeleton of what once was
USB port malfunctioning
No longer breathing life into the mouse
Screen massive
Lopsided
Text is minute
You were assaulted in the morn
I am sorry for the pain you suffered
At the hands of a curious toddler
I miss the way you were
The way your mouse was like part of me
Gliding me fearlessly
Confidently to where I needed to be
But now
Now
Lopsided
Skeletal
No mouse to call my third hand
I squint to read you
I tilt to speak to you
But my beloved
Even in your disabled state
I could never leave you
I will sit by your side
And tell you stories
Like I always have.
4 Comments
that’s dedication!
In sickness and in health…
My dear Sharni ~ Get Out More CowGirl ~ LoL
Hit the Cowboy up for a laptop !
You, my friend, are hilarious!!