Poem -

Remember...Remain Calm, Collected, And Cool...

Remember...Remain Calm, Collected, And Cool...

Matthew Scott Harris...ARG

This, a near imp
possible mantra to apply
when this 2009
Macbook Pro went awry

triggering this enduser
to experience tidal waves of high
anxiety, which besieged this fie
foo fighting dirt po' pa well nigh,

who might need buy
another laptop, yet my
anorexic checking account
on life support, no lie

could not afford, (to sigh
phone even one red cent,
all because ordinary healthy
electrons deployed aye

did NOT see usual expected
predictable apple luck
quiche hun activity via my
left and right eye,

yours truly did not espy
usual kickstarting linkedin magic after
preliminary electronic setup
unexpectedly failed to start -

no idea why
unbeknownst tummy, what
ghost in the machine didst defy
programming code of honor,
whereby pixel display

unexpectedly exhibited "abnormal"
computer behavior -
like a turncoat ally
meaning one hoop wrest

illegally start button signaling
subatomic warfare unleashing - guy
did missiles as taught
during routine training

to turn bot tin down stevedores
loose on the Jobs (dan-g) rather, I
watched slack jawed,
as that very singularly narrow

vertical lined band width
(analogous to a medium black
sabbath tipped magic marker)
did NOT display

prestidigitation instantaneous flash
demarcating binary DMZ
(demon mailer zone,
viz dividing screen in half, -

versus top to bottom array), qua
incomplete automatic
initialization stopped
partway thru automatic preparation,

after which cryptic
error message appeared,
which malfunction found me
bursting with damned tears,

and ready to cry,
(which gush of tear
rivalled Hurricane Florence),
cuz mechanical and/or

application so much
of my creative
write minded person
(reed literary) self choked life vie
ability to live, thus the only alternative
...insane asylum to apply!
--------------------------------
SPOILER ALERT...
postscript: after some fluke brought
desk top in view, the quick thinking
chap attached an external drive to a
USB port, and thus breathed easier
knowing a backup got made.

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Shawn Naquin

THIS IS THE COOLEST THING EVER OMG I FEEL YOUR FLO SO HARD

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