Posted: April 28, 2010 in Poetry

Strange how these
monsters shred,
create and
destroy at
the touch of
small buttons—

—Yet at the
slightest hint
of mettle
the huge beasts
are alarmed:
they protest;
they shut down

(I actually followed today’s prompt without knowing what it was. A co-worker mentioned something about our old copiers going hysterical over a tiny staple or paper clip, and I had to write this one down.)

  1. Linda Jacobs says:

    Been there so many times! I love how you captured that moment!

  2. Great instincts and great take on a familiar thing.

  3. I got it, before you explained it, so good job with descriptions of the metal interfering with the machine…

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