The Silicon Master Poem

These fingers

these fat fingers move over the keyboard again

fast now as I have learned to go fast

on this thing and

slow in life.

Slow down and breathe.

You don’t need to multitask

your way to hell on earth.

Have we gone too far

to turn back

back to the pasture,

back to the day fishing,


the silicon master.

The silicon master calls.

The silicon master demands

a reply,


thousand replies.

You can’t take your laptop



david michael jackson