The beep, beep, beep of the clock radio disrupts my sleep
in the usual way as I start my daily routine.

On my laptop, I read of friends
disrupting their lives
to head to another conference
about disruption.

But the disruptions at the conference
are as likely to be as disruptive as the alarm clock.
They have become just another part
of the fabric of daily life
not really changing anything.

What would be truly disruptive
if not that new business plan
or piece of technology
that in the great scheme of things
really changes nothing?

Perhaps, a poem, a painting
or an unexpected smile.