Have you ever despaired about modern communication?

No man is an island

I see an ad or job vacancy,
They say send an e-mail,
I want to speak to the boss,
An ansaphone says send an e-mail,
We argue and I want to say sorry,
You say send an e-mail,
I want to complain to my council,
An ansaphone says send an e-mail,
I need to lie down and talk to my therapist,
She asks soothingly: 'Do you have e-mail?'

I do as I'm told and send all the e-mails,
I look every day for a reply but the inbox
Is as white as a new document page,
It dawns on me that e stands for ether...

...this morning I wrote a message onto
A piece a paper, rolled the message up,
Put it into an empty wine bottle,
Rammed down the cork and now
I'm just waiting for the tide to come in.

Chris Fernie, 2009

Poetry by Chris Fernie
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Written on 2009-05-31 at 13:28

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Eli The PoetBay support member heart!
May your e-tide come in quickly. Your lament is very real... thanks for sharing this.