Fatal Flex

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Late autumn plays the angles
To corner the market of dining room
pocket litter-
A hard wiring of ninety –
degrees
a must to wet mop the dust
of a digital interference…
wi-fi too high to solo
brings me to my knees
and the flat of Cat 6 is an apartment fix,
(Maybe?)
but whatever speed I LAN on
will surely have hastened my days

I’m spry yet retired. I reside in the inner city of a major metropolitan area of the United States. I read politics. I watch baseball. I hum along with the tune. I June swoon, and moon the bad poem. Post here, are old and new. Opinions are my very own, except when wrong.

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