Go Live Day
Sheaves of stamps with perforated edges
Crumpled postal orders and giro books
Biros, jotters, paperclips and ledgers
Welcoming smiles and knowing, sideways looks
Parcels, diligence and calibration
Columns filled with calculator clicks
Ink stamps thud in rhythm with the nation
Lips seal envelopes with efficient licks
One day they came with boxes, drills and cable
“It’s time for change” wailed the HR orison
And below the weighing scales and tea ringed table
Lying, humming, blinking, black Horizon
To reboot, control and alt delete lives
Eighteen thousand screens, printers and hard drives
Martin Peacock
Tue 4th Jun 2024 08:01
Nice one. The sonnet is such a playful, malleable format, isn't it? One of my favourites too. "To reboot, control and alt delete lives" is so apposite.