Things Stop Working

Things Stop Working

I fancy I belong to an alternative existence.
For I cannot stand that things don’t function.
References extremely small,
Annoyances without an unction.

Clocks and watches that stop running.
Printers that no longer print,
Quit at quite un-stunning times.
I use these things so when suddenly and rapidly
They’re shirking and no longer going,
Printing out or whatsoever they’ve been told to:
Go tick tock, sprints slowed to zero.

It drives me nuts for all my buts,
For labor, by the sweat of brow
Piles miles up, waiting, while the bonkers conquers.

Supposing all the power sours
And my works of art, my multi-oeuvre
Can’t be shared;
Bared or cared for globally.
Tossed into karma’s garbage can.
Opus lost. Oh, damn!

Things stop working in the murky circus of life’s cycles.
(Bicycles as well.)
Things Stop Working 5.10.2019/Revised5.10.2022 A Sense Of The Ridiculous II; Arlene Nover Corwin

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