Half-hung Hope

I go through life With it swinging there Hanging on a string, One good blow and Snap! It’s fraying from between. When the wind whistles and it starts to sway, I watch with fear-filled eyes Because sometimes hope is all I have Yet somehow, it remains. No one responsible for it Save I, alone I …

My version of ‘breaking’ the internet? Hitting the refresh button on my near-obsolete technology. System crash followed by a twenty-minute wait after rebooting? Yeah, sounds about right.