Love of Computers


What harsh mistress is this that keeps me up at night?
In frustration
Or in passion...

This love is an addiction
Like cocain
Which drives away family and friends...

But such an aloof mistress
Indifferent to anything but my whim and command

And that orgasm
Is worth the sleepless nights
The lonliness

But I miss my house
I set up home at my desk
Nesting with my partner
My lover

Codependent, I am lost without my work
Even though I complain I have nothing but work in my life.

I have forgotten how to waste time.

Time is money, and I waste money instead.