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Does Saint Pete

tweet,

ya think?

or does he book the face…

‘Scheduling date

for meting fate

somewhere out in space?

Is he Linked in

are you Linked up

as colleague or connection?

If not now

then Holy cow

do it ere inspection…

It’s obvious

–who faces Book

though few have Him as friend,

God on High

is final guy

to potshot at your end…

©Karen Robiscoe

Face-booked

defined

Oh, to log on

Sugar Mountain

with Big Brother, and the bullsh*t balloons

you’ll see plenty on Sugar Mountain

though you’re really just a Zombie in a room…

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It’s so crowded in the stream

with all these effin’ memes

and the Doss PC you had

ain’t looking all that bad…

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Oh, to log on

Sugar Mountain

with Big Brother, and his web tracking goons

you’ll read plenty on Sugar Mountain

breaking news which is by the large untrue

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There’s a URL to click

where the news posts make you sick

You can read the words they wrote

like transcribed clearing throat

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Oh, to log on

Sugar Mountain

with Big Brother, and the other networks

you’ll post plenty on Sugar Mountain

sharing links and likes in endless circle jerk

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Now, you’re underdog at blog

because you’re not a cog

you shun blog post awards

they read and write so bored

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Oh, to log on

Sugar Mountain

with Big Brother, and his international database

you’ll post plenty on Sugar Mountain

like the rest of the Pavlovian rat race.

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Now, you need new cyber home

because you’re not a drone

ain’t it funny how delete

gives you Happy Feet…

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Oh, to log on

Sugar Mountain

with Big Brother, and the bullsh*t balloons

you’ll see plenty on Sugar Mountain

though you’re really just a Zombie in a room…

note_double

of Mice & Pens

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the zookeepers in the world worried…

every one of them.

>all 10<

millions of animals

caged for their own safety

while not yet escaped

) not yet )

now comingled in a massive, completely unintended living area.

an area which fell through most bureaucratic gaps.

(even those from the 1800’s)

the circus people worried for these same reasons,

as did hatcheries, as did animal husbands……

& rallying their ranks, the suits swelled,

firing fat, outlawed Cubans

that puffed clouded conjecture into a semblance of legitimacy

like those balloons that appear overhead in comic strips,

as the light bulb that also appears in balloons in comic strips was nowhere nearby

was being retrofitted, in fact, so those stupid zoo animals could see why their steaks were so high—not say—because of the zookeepers’ stake in global, zoo security systems…

Rallying, the suits created laws for grandpa, even though grandpa had kicked the bucket, but

fuck it! The animals were fiercely engaged in detaching, and grandpa had been a fan…

and so they tempted species with particular treats, “species whisperers” for every beast, warning the rest of uncaged Noah’s Ark their brethren gained on them even as they walked and breathed,

would rip them asunder, thereby enticing each animal to the fence,

–not yet within.

and sure there was some infighting, sure there was, but what the zookeepers really feared was a united diaspora

a herd exchanging belly rubs & aches, and picking nits foreign & familiar

Such a heard would realize they far outnumbered the zookeepers and circuses of the world, and if they chose to live free

an elephant

might trample those bars & pens

(cages they paid for! prisons they built!)

— a mouse might.

2¢ by Karen Robiscoe

No Frills .Txt

Bitter on BITMAPS

mapping my trails

DOT•ting per inches

& granular Grails

J•PEG

skull-duggery

heads in a box

it’s bullsh*t

its buggery

they don’t even pop

& even a puppet

can jack off his top

but GIFs here aren’t Jiffy

& KERNELs aren’t corn

in web world they mimic

a TIFF

> or a thorn <

an irksome a-SIDE

from MOTHER-less BORED

not proctoring DOCS

but dishing the scorn

a stocking of TROJANs

with no Troy amour

just AVATARs tracking

in endless promotion

2x polished COMMENT

replacing the spoken

PINGBACKs as black as

box lost in ocean

yes, surfing these WAVs

prompts seafront erosion

Bookmarking taste

EMOGEE emotion.

©Karen Robiscoe

Give Him the Boot

sexy babeshe had a blue tooth smile

& Apples

in her cheeks–

eyes lensed in photographic memory

& mother-boarding hips,

& we shared so many common programs, besides.

It seemed like a meme.

we handheld for a time…

in those days of chips & Dosses

ah, Y…

the orientation was landscape, &

a macro upgrade seemed certain

a little Log-on cabin in the Webs

with a white picket Firewall,

Sensible thumb drive &

maybe a few links…

but I pushed the wrong buttons

(too much auto-correct!)

and she dumped me.

and sure,

I space-barred around a while,

but for the sake of inner PC, I eventually powered down.

©Karen Robiscoe