2010 -- 3.1 (Fall) Poetry

Security Enabled

this is the I fucking T of tech
touch my PDA
I’ll cyberfuck ya

my processor surpasses my professors
20 gigs…at least

upload? FUCK
i do it real time
download that          dialup pussy

i’m connected, stimulated, combined
meshed, updated,
and Virus free …lets POKE

this is it…you can’t peck the keys
fast enough
i’m you now            don’t restart
just think it

we’re interfacing baby
and we gliding all the way
fireport to fireport

my battery’s small, but it’s all
about the hardware
hours and hours
no forced closing

lets hook up
hop on the lynksis G router
then get off at Zanzsibars free WIFI hub

whatever you do         do not
do not sub-route yourself via the AOL line
there’s a nasty new group out there
The Trojans           they’ll fuck you up
you’ll be crashin like a Commodore 64 on crack

another thing….your processor better be fast
just like your profile says
don’t bullshit me

i’ll flash your hard drive
forever

i
i’ve been burned before
my firewall insulates my ports now
the only inflow
is my flow
my world       only my PLASMA colored lenses

it’s not worth it
getting fucked
I have two firewalls

but I’m not afraid of crashin’
know what I type?

fuck cremation
slap me in 16 gig flash tomb
and you can download on me all you want
over
and over               til you have to recharge

you see
we’re all riding this USB cable
The Megabytes
The Kilobytes, and those others
yeah, them…

it’s all one pixel now
plasma         LCD
doesn’t matter

Touch my screen

Please

by William Graydon