a poem?

[foolish_m0rtal]

Random poem I wrote for JO's Muse, which I apparently modified to serenade my computer with back in high school when it would Blue Screen of Death me:

Laptop: you could replace the Mac

HP and Fujitsu

I would not mind: I’d ask if you’d

Supplant Lenovo too.

 

Would you fetch my IP, so I

Could surf the net all night?

I’d stretch my hands to warm them in

Your blessed dawning light.

 

But, no, I took you for the sun!

A mild mistake to make.

For you illuminate the seas

That sunder in your wake.

 

Your screen could corbuncles not match

Nor stags your swiftness best;

For you are as the frost-bit clouds

That rise above the rest.

 

Your keyboard speaks sweet chatterings

Like brooks ‘cross orchards lie;

But none can cipher language sprung 

From brooks twain you and I.

 

Would that kings had brows so wrought

With wisdom as have you;

They might be gods, had they possessed

Your breadth, oh CPU.

 

And when we die (for so, we must)

Find me where angels dwell;

But if it’s sin for loving you,

We’ll meet again in Dell.