Social Fretwork
Nov 5 · 1 min read

I posted a thought,
it flew away
through dark, cavernous
cyberways,
to bump and grind
with other lonesome thoughts,
in the hotbeds of social fretworks
and worried then,
where it might go,
unguided, misunderstood,
to liaise, frolic and fret,
argue, debate,
opinionate
in a world of posts,
untethered,
away from me
gone, awaiting its return,
alone.


