electronic mail I

sometimes i send e-mail and nobody answers
i'm waiting day after day my empty stare perched on the screen of my wristwatch my mailbox is silent i keep hitting mail button on my keyboard nothing happens i'm sitting ready to explode from anger how they can not to respond then I feed myself with the most abrasive lubricant i can find so all my sockets start screeching and shaking and ball bearings on my joints got notchy and sloppy

and then

suddenly i get the response so i need to regurgitate all lubricant back clean all my hoses and pipes so i can read and this is very bothersome occupation i spend days cleaning all my limbs and when i finally open and read my object of desire i cannot understand a word and all these words are talking about something and something else not what i waited for all these years at all and i extend my hand towards the final
 
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