Mind Burning Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Mind Burning



Wanted: a new anthropomorphic
personification called Failure to
fill in for Death so well known –
together with War and Pestilence –
Failure is targeting me, his presence
is worse than Death could ever be

This morning my computer refused
to change password, when it finally
changed a failure message appeared
for every document sought: Microsoft
Office Word has encountered a problem,
documents closing with dead-pan finality

With nary a by-your-leave, reducing me to
the production of nothing this whole day, my
mind burning with noxious fumes, and if I had
weapons of mass destruction at my disposal
I would have blown up the world because it is
so horrible to suffer like this – as it is

All I can do is seek consolation and escape in
food and drink, the only two deadly sins I can
indulge in with impunity as society does not indict
people with moral sin for it; for anything else, we
would be ostracized - Suffer, you Sinner, born in
Sin, the Bible blithely tells us –

Suffer the wages of sin!

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