August 19, 2012

i yearn for the simplicity
of writing
fingers wrapped ’round
pen or pencil
bringing to life
unchoreographed
tidings

unlike walking into a
warehouse office store to
view the most admirable
‘mouse’ required in
every household
adored

awaiting the newest owner
to purchase them
taking one home to
begin the commencement
of writing via
keyboard

until i realize there seems
to be a disconnect
between my
un-furried friend and me
nothing moving
or seen

my anxiety growing if words
cannot flow i make my
way back to the ‘super’
warehouse office store
talking to youth
in an uproar

he pointedly states that
‘it shouldn’t be
that hard’
i point out the vast
difference in age
setting the stage

i turn on my heel to leave
him there
returning to my
mouse companion
only to find he has now
settled in

i again yearn for the
simplicity of
writing once again
fingers wrapped ’round’
pencil or pen

How frustrated can one become I found out today when my mouse died and found I was lost without him. Going in search of a new one and then trying to connect him was a new experience as this one does not plug in. Go figure! It probably would have been easier to simply pick up a pen and paper but as everyone seems to be, I too am tied into the world of technology and could not begin until my mouse was once again working.