Poetry from Noah Berlatsky

Genius Bar

I thought the computer was broken.

But the computer isn’t broken.

So it’s just me then.

How do you turn this on?

The screen it goes from dark to dark.

That’s the AI telling me

you’ve been replaced by something broken better.

You’ve been replaced by half a stick of butter.

Don’t squish that into the computer, hon.

Every light it spits out yellow.

I think I must reboot my poop.

They should not have replaced those windows

in the back of my head now how can I see what’s wrong?

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