He wrote a comment,
got ready to hit the send
button,
hesitated, thought about
who might get it –
eventually, read it, and
send it on
to the unintended
recipient,
the subject of the e-mail
or store it
to be scrutinized later
by over zealous
bureaucratic super-
patriots who don’t know
him, don’t care and think
something about the
e-mail never, ever
intended.
It was then the thought
about democracy
dripping away and
how much he
began to look like
Kafka’s bug and
unlawful search and
seizure entered his
mind
and he simply
hit the delete button.
Too bad. Message
lost.
He then checked under
the sink for the western,
gun-toting, butt-kicking
Palmetto bug
who migrated from
Florida and felt much
more free and at home in
the Wild West.