Impulse

From my anony­mous dis­tance,
I’ve cursed you.
I’ve damned you.
I’ve sen­tenced you to end­less, grue­some tor­tures
For your crimes against me,
against ordi­nary peo­ple like me.
All I did was click on a pdf and
Your dark plan took action.
Your cruel warez updated;
My disks thrash­ing in agony.
Then, still­ness returned and with it,
the promise
of quiet pro­duc­tiv­ity
and peace­ful cre­ativ­ity.
Yet your sin­is­ter design had not com­pleted.
Your most hate­ful crime yet to come.
You, in your thought­less neg­li­gence demanded
My hope and patience be undone.
Rather than slip silently into shad­ows,
Vile Programmer
you cast a vicious spell.
You prompted me to reboot.
May you for­ever burn in hell.