A Watched Download Bar Never Fills

I stare at the bar as it fills with cyan.
I count the seconds between 12%
And 13%. High speed internet
Isn’t as fast as light, or even sound.

I’m mesmerized by the bi-polar
Countdown climbing up and then
Plummeting downward. My mind drifts.
I imagine the bar as a trough
Of water upon a hot stove.

Copyright 2013
A. J. Hayes
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