Chronologically (Poem)

Image by AvocetGEO from Pixabay

The songster bird
and the Casio
have hit the air
at 5 a.m.

Papa too
woke up
for this disrespectful sounds
followed by mama.

the nescient plant
couldn’t tolerate
this scheduled hell.

Wires hung to walls
have begun
to charge the poor
reeling under
the Victorian electric poverty.

Up, down
Up, down
Up, down
scrolling and rolling
of e-mailbox
and the unquiet notifications.

Only then
I raise a toast
to the sorry-bar of karma.

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