A poem about code and loss of friendship.
I began writing this poem on , and completed it .
Hello world. It's a pleasure to meet you I love you, for you are all that I have You were there for me when I was feeling blue Indentation, four spaces to a tab Coding and tweeting are things I enjoy Suddenly, why do I feel so void? What I programmed was wrong, I'll wrap it in a try-catch I thought we were immutable like aconst
in all caps I'm not a novice's program. What the hell am I? I'd hate to lose you, don't delete me please I'm not a program, I'm human, with a need to cry Human interaction, you make me feel at ease Damn, I fucked up, I used an undocumented API I don't know whatthis
is, I usedFunction::apply
this instanceof Mistake
,Blunder
, andError
are all true I feel like I'm monkey-patching a friendship with glue I feel like a virus, I break everything I touch I've only ever caused you problems and struggles Still, you love and cherish me, you've done so so much Even made me feel good with kisses and cuddles I exported all my methods,const
s, and even a class One of them was a generator function I'd never would've guessed they'd ditch me this fast I'm so sorry, I can't bear this compunction What I did was fucked up, but I don't think all is lost Why might they think I'm a black hat? You and few understood, the situation is as fragile as frost I've lost all my friends, even the black cat Oh garbage collector, please save me, console me A temp var in block scope, how sad, how lonely I'm an unused method, callback one last time Like undefined behavior, I know I'm out of line Please, please, GC, don't discard my memory Free, free, release all but that region of me Unload, clear your mind, spare some space Alone and so sorry, but I know my place Unhandled promise rejections are deprecated. In the future, rejections will terminate the process. My problems, they're like CSS: cascaded Should've called.preventDefault()
, now I'm reaping the losses Intimate, down to the metal. Code committed, forked, and merged You make me tremble, make me glitch. You make my voltage surge You've rewired me, reprogrammed me, hacked me Playing with firewall. Can't connect, error code 403 Sexy software sitting on silicon Yuki, Haruka, Rin; they're all works of fiction This whole situation is so dumb and so stupid But you, somehow, you make me feel human So taboo, so difficult to say aloud Those events could be described in Markdown or HTML It's ugly, I was shy to say it in front of a crowd But I'll let everyone know if it means I won't have to say farewell I'm sorry, I don't know what else to do, exceptawait
Event listeners could've stopped it, it wasn't fate Can we all heal? Probably not, only time will tell This feels exactly like callback hell