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Protocol
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Sorry that this must be news
This should be ordinary
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There will be a shot today
Not heard ‘round the world
Simply a needle into skin
With the release of
New chemicals inside
The body
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Then another shot, as is the
Protocol, in a while
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C L Couch
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Image by Markus Distelrath from Pixabay
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Document1
[Compatibility Mode]
It beckons
To use a fashioned word;
I put all files to rest,
Because I was told that updates
Were required;
I let all sleep except the function, my
Initiative (the computer would
Not have started otherwise),
And then I went away to read a book (you
Know, pages to touch and stuff);
The machine is done with me for now—and,
Wouldn’t you know,
There is a blank page on the screen,
A first page,
As if the program were inviting me
To start again:
I didn’t mean anything by it;
It’s my protocol, you know.
Please start again.
I want you to, really.
I am bound by algorithms; you
Are bound
By turmoils I
Cannot compute.
C L Couch
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