It lies in wait to cover me,this anxiety I feel -
as sweat beads from my fore head,I almost want to keel
over, from stupidity, that techno folks know not,
simple icons -and verbage used
-confuse the ones untaught.
More unanswered questions-
bottled pain reduced to numb,
cannot express myself in terms-
I am reduced to techno-slum.
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