Typewriter
Ted can try again in three minutes . . . hours.
Ted remains as rooted to the spot as Ted’s account locked.
Keyed up about unlocking the laptop’s potential,
Ted starts reversing the malware by falling into a reverie.
“Kiss my ass or repot my grass or revert to type(writer), Ted.
Without cutting the ribbon this time around.”
Ted is as proficient in (two-finger) typing as in fingering of Theia’sDING!
