black box

black box

blue screen of death..

you have betrayed me


wrestling with


late into the night

you pinned my hope

on your mat

of electronic genius..

lucky for you

i didn’t drop

kick you

off the deck

or hammer your

innards into

no-drive land..

fortunately for me

these vignettes

of violent


are never realized..

its only my imagination

that remains untoward

and vivid

aimed with precision

at the inanimate…

About lindalou5150

as exercise or exorcism, i write...for the eyes of others, for my eyes and heart only, for the love and the rage, i release the gamut of tell the truth and say what's often thought but not written...
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