PC EXORCISM

Doom to the network,
the devil take the PC,
hellfire scanners,
gunfire hardware!

Like a madman, waking,
working day and night,
I became creator of a file
that quicker than the lightest
summer cloud
just vanished.
Or did a virus take it?

All struggles, wriggles - damn it!
I am leaving for the backwoods,
going for the woodlands,
taking paper and pencil.
Free to use my mind
I leave machines and their logic,
all terrible terminals,
that mega-giga wasteland.

©Petri Niikko
Translated, from Finnish by Fred Björksten.
(Originally in Finnish by age-old kalevalameter.)

Petri Niikko