frustration | satisfaction

frustration

>
blinked the cursor, mutely.
"do you know the answer?!"
I yelled, into the digital maelstrom.
> yes
streamed the whispered response.
"WHAT IS IT?!"
I howled.
>
blinked the cursor.
I stared mutely.


satisfaction


> sleep
> fr stdin wake
> fr stdout fcn(data->query, request->boolean, priority->high)
> to stdout fcn(reply->affirmative, vol->1)
> fr stdin fcn(data->query, request->full, priority->highest)
> to stdout void
> sleep


[I haven't written poetry in a long while. perhaps I still haven't. but this occurred to me on my run today, the idea that my computer is somehow, quietly gleeful that I don't know how to ask it the right questions.]