Here is a poem I wrote after after an upsetting event on the freeway while I was going to my work in telecommunications one day, 30 December 2008. I wrote it when I finally got to my desk and had to plug into the expectations of the rest of the workday:
T1 channel twenty-one
1452 Columbus sailed the ocean blue
Boy, has At&T got a blackberry for you
"I see big errors"
Don't you see them too?
Or do you care if it's even true?
Too many lanes on the freeway there
Cross connected to a VT1 erred
Tell me what else has been done
If all the lanes run into one
An aqua towel to pick up aqua
Is it enough to dry your eyes?
Yes, those are my eyes crying
Tears from when I saw there lying
God's creature taking it while dying.
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