Contents (Poema de Kibi)
As human beings we all have our CONTENT.
Yours is either sparkling, intelligent.
Or nicely salty. z
In a world of humanising machines, computers have contents too.
Those of mine are sparkling and intelligent.
And rarely salty.
Writing is pouring our content out on a page.
Coming joyfully is pouring our content onto another body.
Printing is the computer's orgasm into the world.
Therefore, please. Grant sexual satisfaction to computer. Print for me now!
Gracias : ))))))
Etiquetas: Pido un aplauso para el amor