Perfidy

There must be a perfidious scent of rebellion in 

the air where we attempted to comprehend our 

uncooperative coterie o’ modern machinery - if 

its merely a trend t’ introspective chicanery lent 

in jest - then it hasn’t achieved basal aims of us 

being reduced to laughing at its inconvenience; 

that more than one of th’ team’s orchestrations 

are present every other day isn’t a blessing; - & 

no-way are we amused by th' laundry washer’s 

indolence; the machine flatly refused beginning 

any cycle this AM - & it came after three earlier, 

& crude, gestures elsewhere but, lest we forget, 

they were all overcome by perseverance, & our 

steadfast belief there isn’t, as yet, a conspiracy 

Well, if they believe new-age retirees need t’ be 

tested occasionally, I’ll guess they’d rolled their 

ball so t’ speak; & even if we’re thinking maybe 

new dishwasher & laundry machine - it’s less a 

priority than seeing all the humour entertaining;  

so perhaps its best that we surf in their waves 

© 22 April 2018, I. D. Carswell