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Got Up to Get A Beer
by Ken HarnischSorry, got up to get a beer
Did you say something, or write
Something? It must have died
On the vine of the myriad IM’s
I’ve been bouncing between
And got lost when I minimized the screen
Was it important? Did you sigh again
And complain about your job, or
That lousy man you call a boyfriend?
Did you regale me with your
Political views, which I do not share,
Or another story about your sister,
Which I do not care to hear,
Because, well, I’ve concluded
Your sister has a point
Ah, was that a kiss you left me?
Well, xoxoxo to you too.
Did you send me the joke about Hillary
Or was it that lady in Groton? I get so many of
The same jokes now
I can’t remember who sent what to whom
But the good thing is
I’ve got fifteen friends now to
Send that email that promises me
Money/sex/long life
If I do.
Was that your ping?
Did you IM me again?
Sorry if I missed you
But
I got up to get a beer 07/03/2008 Author's Note: A musing on what might be happening on the other end of an instant message..:)
Posted on 07/03/2008
Copyright © 2024 Ken Harnisch
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Meghan Helmich on 07/03/08 at 03:32 PM ken, this is just popping with humor and life. i like this a lot. especially excusing your ignoring people because you needed to get up and get a beer. |
| Posted by Kate Demeree on 07/04/08 at 03:30 PM Wow... is this ever in the right folder, it paints an image of someone I sure wouldn't want to be instant messaging!!!! Well Done! |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 07/05/08 at 03:08 PM Quite clever with a wry sense of humour throughout. Excellent addition to the cyber poetry category. Kudos! |
| Posted by Maria Massarella on 07/06/08 at 10:29 AM You mean you got up to get a beer and missed on the heartspeaks I was streaming your way!? oh, now you will never know I was telling you to quit sending those oxoxox or were they xoxoxo? At first I thought they were typos and, ha! No-thing compares to the real thing anyway... Excuse me Ken. I just couldn't resist playing (winks)... Your poem tickles. Ciao! I need get up to get a |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 07/06/08 at 04:44 PM Very clever - a kind of updated take on the "waiting by the phone for it to ring" past era. |
| Posted by Amy Niggel on 07/07/08 at 12:27 AM Ah well at least you were getting up to get a beer, drunk IMing can be a bad idea heh. Good poem it made me laugh and think about college life that I once lead. |
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