Here is the poem that for some reason did not get posted as scheduled in the queue for yesterday (5/12). Perhaps it is appropriate because it is a poem about computer (and familial) dysfunction.
The Discfuntional Family
The computer and the printer aren’t talking,
and their compatibility is ever in doubt.
The motherboard’s memory is balking;
she seldom remembers what she’s about.
The RAM and the ROM keep on fighting,
like siblings over their share of a seat.
Dozens of documents they are slighting,
left in limbo between save and delete.
Meanwhile all maintenance is neglected –
even the mouse is beginning to squeak,
and the hard drive needs to be inspected:
it coughs and hums as if preparing to speak.
Yes, all signs here point to an imminent crash,
but the problem, as always, is not enough cache.
The Discfuntional Family
The computer and the printer aren’t talking,
and their compatibility is ever in doubt.
The motherboard’s memory is balking;
she seldom remembers what she’s about.
The RAM and the ROM keep on fighting,
like siblings over their share of a seat.
Dozens of documents they are slighting,
left in limbo between save and delete.
Meanwhile all maintenance is neglected –
even the mouse is beginning to squeak,
and the hard drive needs to be inspected:
it coughs and hums as if preparing to speak.
Yes, all signs here point to an imminent crash,
but the problem, as always, is not enough cache.
Great one. Love the metaphors and the use of objects that are considered to be so inanimate, such as computer parts.
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