"uninstall" poems
I feel like my brain has put an ad block on emotion
And when I try to reach out for you I see a pop up warning me that No! This function cannot be accessed whilst an Ad Block is in use.
So, I try to uninstall and reset the browser but I wake up just the same.
An empty shell of technology, faulty wiring falling into the hands of those without the qualifications to find the on-switch.
A brain both in standby and overworking, an overheating of wired vessels working overtime to provide life to a barely-functional heart.
The quiet murmur of my breathing the only reminder that there is still something behind the blank screen.
You try to keep your patience but I know you want to just throw me to the wall, an excuse to replace my shattered interface with the newest model.
A model that doesn’t feel like it takes them 3 years to get out of bed every morning, a model that doesn’t seem to contract a new virus every day.
Maybe I’m just tired, maybe I’ve run my course, maybe I’ve accidentally encountered malware. Maybe I am the malware.
Or maybe, my brain has put an Ad Block on emotion.
And when I try to reach out for you I see a pop up warning me that No! This function cannot be accessed whilst an Ad Block is in use.
Oct 17, 2018
Oct 17, 2018 at 12:26 PM UTC
Today I went to my control panel and I uninstalled Love.
Thats right, I clicked add/remove programs, I clicked Love, I clicked uninstall.
But you know how it works, it didn't all get removed. Some "user files" got left behind and I'm supposed to remove them myself but I can't find where they're kept. I can find "the day you met me at the airport" with nooooo problem whatsoever. But I can't get rid of it because I don't know where its kept. So it haunts me. Same goes for "the closet" and "the mirror". Instant recollection. That used to be huge, that used to remind me that it was real and not just some dream I'd had.
But now its torture.
I though if I uninstalled Love then it would take all that with it and it would stop hurting.
But it didn't
and it hasn't
I should have uninstalled Love years ago when it wasn't being used and it just sat there doing nothing. It wasn't taking up any resources, it wasn't interfering with anything or slowing things down.
But then you came along.
And it sprung into action. Suddenly it consumed everything, it was running all the time and sure it slowed things down a little and sure some stuff didn't get done but it felt good. It felt so good. Every day felt like the first day of Spring and every night was spent dreaming of lying in your arms and it felt great.
But then the network crashed
the connection got broken
and while Love kept running it started to cause problems, its ground everything to a halt. It became like one of those viruses that just slowly chips away at your resources over time until you got nothing left.
After a few months and numerous attempts to get the connection back I finally admitted defeat and accepted things were over. And it hurt so much, too much.
So now I have no use for Love. Sure its nice when it runs ok but it crashes, every time it crashes. And I dont need that kind of hurt again.
So its gone.
Removed.
Uninstalled.
All I gotta do now is remove the fragments left behind.
And I'm pretty sure if I install enough Johnnie Walker I can flush those right out.
Oct 14, 2010
Oct 14, 2010 at 8:24 AM UTC
Sky has fallen on your head, Earth erupting has upended you into two, is it time for change yet?
Everyone knows the extinction's coming, racing towards US from our future,
Seen on the horizon, still, no talk of evolution, adapting to reality,
Not the worldly world of criminal insanity? Non-republican caucasian
Newborns to men who are heterosexual are still neutered as newborns,
Mutilated as toddlers, kids, mass-raped, and every crime done against them
As kids and teens, yet the Roman Catholic Empire doesn't even acknowledge
Their inquisition against them, let alone slow it down, stop it. How is
It that Pope Benedict (Arnold, the Rat...), the last inquisitor, hasn't
Been prosecuted in the ICC? Just so you know, if "...we(e),..." don't
Uninstall RumputiN/vlad-the-impaler from the Blackhouse by 1-21-21, the
United **** of assassins is the new notsee Germany and since it's citizens
Haven't stopped it's Gov't, it must be destroyed at all costs, for life,
Humanity, the Earth, to even exist. Is impeachment peachy keen now?
Do you feel like keeping it in the ground, abolishing fossil fuel use yet?
May 16, 2019
May 16, 2019 at 10:31 PM UTC
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please restart the program at your earliest convenience
after you have spent enough time away to forget all prior interaction
start the program and resume from the beginning
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you can not uninstall the program without administrators permission
please enter password to continue...
password or username incorrect...
forgot password?
YES NO
no
forgot username?
YES NO
yes
please insert your email
we will send you a new identity to your email
if you do not see it within 10 minutes
you're SOL
Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 10:54 PM UTC
Lynch syndrome; when we gonna uninstall it? He taught you to hate you, me, &your; father. Your mother does everything.. She becomes your ALL! playing both roles of a parent, it's still not enough. It takes a tribe to raise a kid. Our tribe is Lost; killing your brother over a city, a sneaker, &a; color.
Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 7:18 AM UTC
the falls of the walls
make me wanna crawl.
it makes me feel small
of the constant withdrawal.
of all & all
i just want to mentally
uninstall.
Apr 23, 2022
Apr 23, 2022 at 11:32 PM UTC
Hard working father looks in the kitchen
And sees his son who he wants the best for
He wants his boy to become a man
To take everything life can give and even more
But the son has other things on his mind
Unintentionally slashes his father's dreams
To the father he's straying from the footprint path
But not everything is always as it seems
If it ain't broke how could you fix it?
Don't worry about all of your worries
One for all and all for one
Live fast die young, just have some patience
Mother loves her daughter so much
Tries to protect her from all that she can
The closer she pulls her the harder she'll push her
Both feel the other will never understand
But they know when they look deep in themselves the see each other
And after all the yelling and cursing they'll say "I love you" to one another
Somethings are easier said than done
And actions speak louder than words
When living with constant change
Get to know yourself, just take some time
We resort to name calling
When downloading and installing
Upload then uninstall
The preambles to the pitfalls
The hostile hospitality
The aromatic pheromones
But memories who've reprise their roles
And take *** shots and low blows
Overlook the unturned stones
Overgrown baby's scared
Student loans and ingrown hairs
They have an eye-witness
So they come for a search and seizure
Drastic times call for drastic measures
I mean it when I say you're really a treasure
Made of cubic zirconium and pewter
I can't confirm or deny
If it's all according to plan
And I'm inclined to decline
I just may just to your dismay
Or I plum forgot
Because I've lived my whole life with my head in a sling
I discourage the disparagement of releasing disclose information
But speak of the devil
I almost missed it
This is my own theme song so you all better get ready to sing
The piper's come to collect
Do you wish to go farther or further?
"I will take time to restore chaos and order"
Everything will be fine in the morning, so do yourself a favor and relax
Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 3:45 PM UTC
I've made a shocking
Discovery.
None of us have
Chests.
And none of us
Ever did.
We all have green screens
Stretched over our hearts.
Stretched tight
Tight enough to suffocate.
Green screens that show us what
We want to see.
What we want each other
To be.
And it's easy to suffocate in the
Green screens they put on us.
But before you tear that fabric off
Keep one thing in mind.
You keep the editing program somewhere
Deep inside your mind.
And you're the one splicing the pictures
For everyone you meet.
And that's harder to uninstall than
What we put over our chests.
Jul 27, 2016
Jul 27, 2016 at 8:52 PM UTC
My hard drive is precious to me
It’s the only one I have
it’s the only one I’ll ever have
So this software I’m downloading
It has to be acceptable
Not only to me..
But to my hard drive as well
As time progresses
My care lessens
So does the health of my hard drive
The wrong kind of software found its way in
Getting caught up in the thrill of what I let in
My hard drive was suffering..
Yet I was ignorant to its well being
Now not only is it deteriorating
So am I
No matter how much I uninstall
They’ve left their mark
On my hard drive
Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 7:28 PM UTC
Guilty
I point
And three fingers
Pointing back at me
Memories
Not forgotten
Even though I plea
The knives,
They are calling
Yet I still don't bleed
No point in my destruction
Since I cannot feed them
Sharp blades
Evade
My self destruction
Afraid
To pay
For loss of function
Every
New day
Is a new problem
Cut me off
(Save me!)
I'm coming out
I'm caving in
Tell me do you like me now
Let me begin
By burning all the cradles
Uninstall the training wheels
Enstrangement's just a label
And I don't give feels
(I cut me off
I shut you out
I'm caving in
Do you like me now?
Not good enough
I've never been
Disconnection
I'm the alien)
May 14, 2020
May 14, 2020 at 3:08 PM UTC
Can I hard reset?
Restore to factory settings?
Set to default?
Can I go back to before I met you,
When we were just kids?
Just so I can fall in love with you again,
But can we make it work?
Or at least give it a try?
If that doesn't work we can go our separate ways,
Uninstall the relationship,
Disable heart.ios
Because app requited love isn't compatible with this device
But would it be worth it for the same error message as before?
Error: file.unrequitedlove cannot be disabled
Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 3:31 PM UTC
Lost love, love I’m losing
Is consuming me
I know there are good people out there
But I’m scared of them
I’m scared of people who don’t seem flawed
But she is, and it’s beautiful
Only she seems to be missing anger
Anxiety, angst, and teary-eyed things
Nights when I want to dig my fingernails into the soil
And make it bleed.
I’m so tired of polishing art
But I don’t want to be a pretentious “artiste”
Please darling call me a visionary
Don’t say you didn’t get it
Or you’ll be the uncultured one
Where can I get a refund for the human experience?
Uninstall interaction
I don’t want to know what they think
In fact, let’s pretend they don’t exist
Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 4:40 PM UTC
Rotted hollow stumps grow greeting
Minds like yours and mine to meeting
Might and menace - the men retreating
From utter, bar none, monsters beating
Of hearts so strong and weak, along
To stringent thrums they croon our song
They part and in this place belong
Some rightful seat to wax and wrong
In love and scorn, in thoughts alone
Of deeds repaid and sins atoned
Upon the glim we fling the stone
And call aloft to steer us home
But not the blood home whence our birth
Nor still the foster touch of earth
- The flames unfit, the skies in dearth -
Instead on stanchions of our worth
Beneath twin pools of muck and ire
Beneath two more: The beast; The fire;
Ceaseless straits of optic mire
Rivers down and up the spire
From our aft the wire emerges
The string'ed puppet craft from urges
Our safety ropes - A net converges
Upon we fall in chants and dirges
Through gaps astride we tears fall
Side by ****** side from all
Our tide of eyes will cue the call
The masses' fist to uninstall
Yanked aside like rotting weeds
Our amalgam minds took-root recedes
The might has died, the menace bleeds
Our wants - They are this monster's needs
Feb 15, 2021
Feb 15, 2021 at 8:02 PM UTC
My two-year-old laptop was NOT happy with Windows Creator Update with regard to functionality and the clarity of the screen images. I was able to uninstall, but there are residual buttons that won't go away. You might want to check with your I.T. person before accepting Windows Creator Update into your machine.
Again, apologies for being off-task.
Sep 29, 2017
Sep 29, 2017 at 7:48 PM UTC
_she said to him
Delete your emotions and move ahead in life_
_love is nothing_
_He said to her
This is my heart not an app to uninstall programme_
if you want to forget its your choice
if i want to remember its my choice
Okay....end...🔚
Aug 11, 2020
Aug 11, 2020 at 3:35 AM UTC