Mean Ol’ Mr. Glitch


A cartoon image.. about cartoon actions.. in a cartoon situation.. that seems to affect us all..

Hard times living in a ditch or poor in purpose money rich I can put a word or two in play.. this is what I believe.. stress comes round how I relieve.. cold computer tool is here to stay..

Been decades since planned and laid friction smooth.. bribes all paid some payments not easy.. just a bitch.. computer tenant stays in there.. no feelings no underwear you all know him as ‘Mean Ol’ Mr. Glitch’..

Got ideas some from the soul how to make a little gold everything is moving right along.. Mr. Glitch is waiting there.. little something he will share.. in a program hides persistence strong..

Called a friend about contracts we both signed made it fact he persnikitates in every game.. imperfect he calls foul.. dries with a recycled towel.. never looks for change.. demands the same..

Some sneak somewhere in the land somehow screws my program plan screen keeps telling to run a scan.. frustrated got kinda loud called computer on false proud though subjective cyber never can..

Stepped back shook my fist want to smash hard to resist teach this thing about care and respect.. hard in mind.. deep in breath.. stepped back.. even threatened death.. if alive I would break some neck..

Turned away relaxed to easy thoughts of beauty light and breezy dreamed of stars against skies black as pitch.. mind station recreation free from anger in elation went and dealt with Mean Ol’ Mr. Glitch..

I changed my appearance several times but nothing seems to fool him.. To be calm.. not make an inanimate objects’ intent personal.. for everything is personal with humans..

For a little guy who is not even alive Mr. Glitch sure doles out a lot of frustration.. Peace Tony

©.AC.31.7.12.arr././

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About cryinforthedyin

I write philosophy and poetry. I postulate solutions for problems..I find similiar things in history to compare to present day, hoping to find a solution to the seemingly difficult task of giving and receiving love. I play music. Blues harp, piano, guitar, electric and acoustic. I sing..I love to sing..Peace Tony
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