My acer laptop

Made me scream.

Tentacles of an octopus

Reaching out of the keyboard

Looking to shake words

Out of my brain

Sweat from my hands

Stuck to each key,

Stopping me from creating.

I blankly stared

into the screen

Searching to remove

The blockage.

Smudged monitor

Like Alice’s looking glass

Daring to let me be swallowed

Into my alternative world.

A fat thumb ached

Of overuse

From the baby mouse

Slapping down the laptop

Of an angry child

After losing at monopoly

I left.