Networking not working. (Poem)
If so few understand…
I wonder if this highlights
a problem that is my own
or failures in all our insight.
When everything has been reduced
to retweets, favourites and likes,
This artificial hold on our image,
Plagues my thinking through the nights.
These amusements are amusing
Musing I am, in deliberation.
Attitudes climbing latitudes to obliteration,
Stir of rationalisations in procrastination.
Paradox of an eluded happiness
that leads to unhappiness inside,
Why perceived portrayal to fellow guests
remains so cancerous in this mind?