The digital demon Anto, my husband is upset at me. I have been super critical of his efforts to transfer my blogs onto a new template, as by mistake Anto the tech tantric who barely reads poetry has interchanged my poem on Anger with the title of another poem on Peace.
so the blog blithely titled "Peace," has now become a hilarious ode to a 3 faced virago, a shrewish she devil who eats men on toast, or swallows them whole.
Digital demon doll has got me down at the moment as a satanic she devil because I whooped with laughter all around his ears and hooted and jeered.... because he had not even caught on to his deed. Afterwards with that angelic dimbulb smile of a child he had turned to ask me if now it was alright.
When I emphatically stated why and how it was not alright, mister digitally dampened, got all upset and sulky.
Right now he has repaired the damage and gone to sleep on the sofa in a fit of sulks and dire threats about how I am somehow to blame for the misnaming of my craftily deceptive poems.
Actually digital dumbo and his technodisastrous poetosauress are 2 of a kind.
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