Something happened
Just two days ago
In which my tech began to fail
And my anger began to grow.
I logged into social media
And the bile began to rise,
And then my computer
Failed to empathise.
It must be me, it has to be
For everything to fail.
I even threw my goddamned mouse
With one gigantic flail.
If anyone had sought to peek
In through my office door
They’d have seen a crazy woman yelling
At the smashed mouse on the floor.
Smashed into little bits it was
Yet satisfaction did not arise
I looked about for something else to throw,
Quell the red ocean on the rise.
Entrepreneurs aren’t sexy,
Some days we hate our goddamned jobs.
And today is no exclusion –
I want to smash it in the gob!
There is no remedy I fear
Except an early month
Some time, alone, without this shit
A job outside, I want!
For when the fury rises
Then nothing wants to work
Which makes me even more insane:
I need the tech to work!
Which sounds a contradiction
I admit, it isn’t clear
But don’t ask me to explain
I might hit you in the ear.
