Being reinvigorated by the indolent scheme o’
writing in bed means there’s less rigidity now -
and it came about without th’ crowd-pleasing
antics usually bandied the secret ingredient in
recipes for fame and fortune; but for whatever
reason, my MacBook Air’s reincarnation is no-
longer referred to wistfully as a ‘miracle-to-go’
affair because its advent loomed loud & clear
There is no comparing where I was with what
is the scene now, & you can hem and haw on
sacredness with milch-cows tethered in wait-
mode at the back door; I’m more or less over
it because it didn’t appear in those dreamlike
sequences preceding grande celestial events
And that’s your answer - somehow it’s meant
to be a portent for things t’ come, and where
we’ll be agreeably fainéant - t’ say th’ least…
© 18 April 2018, I. D. Carswell
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