Putting a piece of yourself out into the digital world
Organizing a public persona that the private one hides behind
Still, some of the private part leaks through the online words and pictures
That’s the good/bad of social media.
Being on social media can be so draining
Left and right posts about hot takes and hot button issues
Or the unwanted advances of strangers into personal headspaces
Can make you want to flee and hide under an analog rock
Know that there is a button that might help put a stop to that
No way he could find the part
Even the internet held no hope
Eventually, he resorted to some duct tape
Didn’t help, but it made him feel like he tried
Why fret about the future when
Obviously, you are struggling today
Relying on coping mechanisms that have failed you in the past
Roaring in frustration into the emotional void
Yet you plaster on your professional smile to make sure those around you don’t…
She cuddled up to him under the covers
Pulling her body along his to get warm
Outside the wind blew and the cold rain fell
Outside the chaos of jobs and bills demanded attention and yet…
None of that mattered. They were together in that moment
Losing his sanity drop by drop
Every little bit oozing out
As he tried to make sense of his Facebook feed
Knowing he should avoid the memes
He thought he knew exactly what to do
Until he found out the hardware wouldn’t work
Being too smart for his own good he whipped up something new
Realizing that was a wasted four hours because he had just simply wired the original backwards
It had worked all the time if he had just opened his eyes and slowed down
So much for a calm Sunday
Forcing air to get its behind moving in front of the spinning tines
As the blades cut up the parts that lollygagged behind
Nothing will ever be the same ever again
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Focused obsessively on the one-way relationship she had with Him
Always finding out of the way moments to try to finally be with Him
Now that restraining order will be a problem, but it won’t stop her love of Him
Vehicle for fluids is raised for another toast
Enables waking dreams as you stumble being possessed
Sometimes you can host a multitude of different spirits simultaneously
Such as wine, beer, and hard liquors
Enough visitors that you reach your max occupancy limit, and you’re forced outside your body
Leaving you empty and full of yourself at the same time
Looking at everything to do in front of me,
It gets overwhelming and I begin to sweat.
So how do I attack such a formidable task
The only thing I can think of is start a new …
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