A Dialogue Box Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

A Dialogue Box



So you think... doubtless?

no i just run away from reasons
when things tend to get too final

what things?

don't know
like I should?

Hm

where does it all come from

sometimes it's just attitude, you know
we produce things we're scared of
then we freak out

a-ha

yes, it used to be called original sin
still today the phrase sounds old fashioned

however, the mistakes are updated lol
that's what you were trying to say

kinda :)
you normally upload the system in the morning
coffee to you and batteries to your laptop
and make all the virtual mistakes
thinking it's all real
and then you get a top screened feedback
'hey, babe, it's not the world, it's you'

speaking of coffee
will you please pass some sugar
thanks
so what was it we were talking about

oh nothing
just stir it

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