POETRY: “Deleted”


By
Janelle Fernandez

 

Your cursor moves to my file

Why do you hesitate?

Today is like any other day

Just double click like always

Open me

You move your mouse

The warmth of your pixelated fingers spread over me

I hear a click, and then a drag

Is he organizing his files?

Maybe I’m blocking the wallpaper

He drags me to the trash

I slowly lose my senses

I can’t reach him

Why?

I only existed to serve you

Copies of me throughout the world but I was made only for you

You downloaded me

You created me

And you

Deleted m-

 

 

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