I am ignored systematically
by an emotionless machine.
The satisfaction gained
by hanging up on another person is lost.
I wait on the line
for the next available human.
The music has been proven
"easy listening" to ease stress.
I tell some woman
it was like asking a copy machine
for a date and receiving
an "out of ink" message;
like being told you should
see other people in text speak.
She wouldn't shut up
and let me talk,
carrying on
about my long distance carrier
in an unwavering,
monotone drawl.
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