blinker.

Blinker, cursor, whatever you are
Please don’t disrupt my focus
I’m concentrating on poetry
And it’s you I don’t want to notice.

I just pressed down on alt and tab
So I can IM my friends
And guess who I saw when I began to type
Oh gosh, it was you again… 

Do I smell good? Is it the shampoo?
Are you magnetically attached?
I’m truly flattered, but I have to say
Find another person, perhaps.

And for some reason you still remain
So I wonder if this will say it:
We can’t be friends, we can’t go out
I’m human; you’re pixilated.

Sorry about that, I hope you know
I really don’t want to be mean.
But since you continue to pester me
I’ll simply just turn off the screen.
…
Now I can’t see what I’m doing
I hope you’re freaking happy!
Because of you distracting me
My teacher will label this crappy.

Please disappear, I’m begging you
I have to meet this deadline!
Your nonstop motion reddens my eyes
And it’s already past my bedtime!