The C Word
Like a leech
it attaches to the body
and doesn’t let go
multiplying continually
like a swarm of larvae
underneath a rock
that a curious little kid
kicks over.
Slowly but surely
it takes over
Attempts to clean it up
seem to appease
but it keeps coming back
to prevail is victory
that malware lingers
your system slows
your software hacked
inflicting abuse
upon abuse
on your hard drive
until it’s so unrecognizable
that your desktop
can’t
interpret it
anymore.
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