I Pitter Patter Over To The 'Puter In My Pad

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Open Poetry #35

I Pitter Patter Over To The 'Puter In My Pad

Jaime Fradera
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since 2000-11-25

Posts 843
Where no tyranny is tolerable

0 posted 2005-04-30 05:08 PM

I Pitter Patter Over To The Puter In My Pad

1:

Waking,
heating day old coffee in the micro,
In the middle of the night,
I pitter patter over
to the 'puter in my pad.
Just like Midnitesun
Has seen me do last summer.
I turn it on,
(No! No!,
I don't mean Midnitesun, I mean the puter)
And using JAWS I hit the Net.
Then an ad interrupts
Whatever I am doing with
Click here to find out more!
I do that and it takes me to an online store.
I strike the arrow key
And start scrolling down the options.
I click where it says Enter,
Expecting to hear
The usual “graphic” “graphic” messages.
Suddenly I find
I am no longer in my chair,
But literally standing in the store itself.
Even worse, I'm in the nude,
For there had not
Even been time for me to dress.

I am startled, almost speechless.
This has never happened before.
I couldn’t even lock my door.

2:
It seems to be a clothing store.
A clerk comes to me,
A certain Leslie Moor
She says they only sell brassieres here.
She directs me
To feel of her brassiere
because it's a display exhibit,
Because it is like one of those on sale.
(no GIF images here.)
I let her take my hands,
tracing her body,
reading the stories of her soul,
But then I have to draw away from her.
I redden with embarrassment,
afraid she might have noticed.
I don't want to orgasm in public.
Besides I don’t have money
And am not wearing anything.
I decide, better get out of here.
I find the entrance of the store.
I step outside,
Cross a little foyer,
And find I’m at my own apartment door.
So the store
Is just a few feet from my door? …
Good thing there wasn’t time
To lock it.
I pitter patter over to the 'puter in my pad.
And find the page is closed,
Because I’m no longer in the store.

3:
Then, somehow it comes to me
That the only way to reach this store
Is via the Internet,
But that I can leave
By simply walking out its door …
Cross a few yards
To my door … …
I do an AltaVista search for "leslie moor"
It seems
That there are only four.

Let’s see …
Where’s Leslie? …..
More? ... ...
Maybe it was just a cyber maniquen
Or maybe womaniken?

SC

Midnitesun knows about the mouse
About the mouse getting eaten
By the juicy jaws of JAWS!

Midnitesun

Member Empyrean

since 2001-05-18

Posts 28647
Gaia

1 posted 2005-04-30 08:44 PM

LOL, I remember trying to find something for you on the net, and that JAWS program kept control of the cursor. So, I 'cursed' it a few times, then discovered I could turn off the braile/jaws combo and regain control of that cursor. LOL, Jaime, this brought back some funny memories. I have to hand it to you, you usually surf past those ads and annoying popups without getting re-directed to another site! I growl whenever I follow those links and then find my puter has been 'captured' by those advertising spies! Time for James Bond the puter pro version!
That's why I installed Ad-Aware, AVG, and SPYBOT!
Miss you, m'friend, hoping all is well in Denver. Have a great weekend amigo!

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