Verizon

...............Verifiable zone? Versed horizon?

.....................whose very name is gobble and gook

You slut ~~

You lied to me

You promised me words

and have delivered -- for 13 years --

holes. Oh, yes. Sometimes

you bother to fix it for a while

if I keep after you

you act as if you care

or turn to torture others for a while

But always return to me

And if I dare complain you ask:

Have you checked the outside box?

Yes. For thirteen years, I've carried

the phone outside in the dark,

in the rain, fog, snow, sleet,

and you know? It has never, once

in thirteen years been my one small foot

of wiring: it has always been you.

And now you have a new line:

perhaps the batteries in your phones are low.

Perhaps. But the computer has no batteries,

and you cut that off, too.

You keep no records, so every time

is new, you fake virgin. And every time

the game is the same: first this, then that,

then bad again. Day after dull day, week

after dull week, month after dull month,

till you come to the same place in month four

or month five, and fix it.

Clue: just go to that majical point

discovered on the 12th week,

or the 15th week,

and fix it FIRST.

If you were a husband, you'd be divorced

If you were a gigolo, you'd starve

and I'd gladly shovel dirt on your rotting corpse

If you were a child, you'd be headed for jail

without a soul to weep or wail.

As it is, I'm left to my own devise

and light a candle for your sweet, complete, demise

and chant an incantation for your trip to hell

devoutly wished, by me, my friends and family,

my love, and my Dell.

(The cat's not voting.)

jjl

8 July 2008