Teabag
burned, drowned, steeped and parched
the teabag dies many deaths
sugar sweetens not
I’m Chester Bloomfield
(Completely Fictitious Green Energy Expert)
Trap escaping heat!
your tips are all insightful—
but you forgot this…
meaningful comment
it’s meaninglessness ironic
unrelated link
to brighten monday
the color pink stimulates
a necktie fetish
Each night sexy dreams
each morning optimism
Emily fetish
the link building task
little brain-power required
but so exhausting
Multiple Beats
Terrible morning
to aid my decompression
some bitter coffee
Linkbuilding
“affiliate schemes”
suspicious category
click on submit link
directory list
five hundred open tabs
Firefox doesn’t crash
Flash Freeze
a glimpse of springtime
trees enjoy sunbathing
smothered by snowstorm
shovel the driveway
the chore almost forgotten
—a harsh reminder
Miss-sized wallpaper?
such an amateur mistake
get used to failure
A terrible work—
your belief that it is art
what’s more upsetting?
Such shabby artwork
yet you find it worth sharing
—Impressive ego
internet suffers
wasting bandwidth on this piece
—all of us suffer
Unpleasant coffee
enough cream and sugar
mildly unpleasant
cold fingers welcome
what my lips dare not approach
steaming profusely
cold, dark and bitter
I can only force so much
day three—no sugar
Tea Time
tea after coffee
sugar never added
just now I notice
Lunch Time
lunchtime discussion
four drinks on the table
slowly get empty
three computer screens
eyes alternate between them
all of them Facebook
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