45.

I would like to start this post with an author's note/apology.
I have not seen my computer (nor my house) for the past day and
a half, so poem that I should have posted on 4/26 will be posted
tonight, as well as my second piece of fiction to be work shopped
in class tomorrow (4/28) I am very sorry for the late posting
of the fiction piece, and will bring copies to class myself
since I hope most of my class mates are lucky enough
to already be sleeping. with that all said, here goes a chunk
of posts.

NAPOWRIMO post 26.

The long space bar sticks, there are pink
stains where a bottle of nail polish
once spilled, the screen is dusty
and the '7' is missing. My computer
is beaten, worn, abused If I were it
I would not want to be tapped at for hours
my keys being angrily punched to the tune
of some old rock song of a past generation,
which of course is playing from it's speakers.
but my computer stays on bright and shining
letting me keep it awake till early hours of
the new day. It does not complain when I
slam down it's screen cursing and telling it
I just can't go on.
My computer just sits and patiently waits, for it
knows that soon it's vacation will come.

H.