Laptop People Are Angry
The Laptop People Are Angry
little men in passé outfits
keep scrambling around their keyboards
theres one now!
Chase em away and they return
when you rise for a break,
typing /////// /////// at the end of
your memo, tiny invisible voices
yelling "dotcom! dotcom!"
as you clear it away
and laughing to beat the band,
or else theyll type (with their feet?)
something lame like "Teddy Bears on Parade"
in the body of your e-mail.
This fall a public-private consortium
is scheduled to begin addressing the issue.
Its about time. Simultaneously,
a nationwide marketing campaign
is planned to increase awareness
high-priced creative and marquee placement.
Pardon me for a moment while I take this call
Farewell to the Dustball People
enter their modest houses and youll find no one there.
Look closer and youll see them riding on dustballs
that emerge from the corners and skirt the walls,
but who does?
Only the full-size replicas of their former existence
things like sports trophies, obsolete VCRs
and quaint refrigerator magnets.
And photos of course,
Passtimes and poses,
poses and passtimes,
marriages and babies
and "significant events."
Grab some! Theyre awkward and funny
but sweet in a way,
and very collectible.
But oh, those clothes!
Anno Domini 2000
can fit on the head of a pin?
Lets find out!
In the Wake of the Demonstrations
-- "Its Officer Muldoon!"
(or perhaps inside our heads)
a voice says "Thank you for your
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