Friday, March 9, 2012

Walker Coffee

When I television, it's like looking in on an insane asylum.
The radio's reception is shoddy maybe due to recent solar activity.

Laptop is acting up,
maybe resulting from abruptly closing it down.

I don't have a cell phone.
I have no need for instantaneous connections.

Tenuously I survive in continuity of a caveman ancestor
who couldn't care less if I live or not.

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