You know whence that statement is, don't you?
(sonnet #MMMMMMMDCCLXXVIII)
Watch Instagram for flavour, will ya hence?
They'll talk of how their day was, and t'avail
Which styles they purchase, Starbucks like to scale
In hands well-manicured, for all good sense.
I won't remember to take photos whence
Lo, "cheeky missy" could prove she in pale
Excuse might have a life too, no. Detail
Whatever in these sonnets none read thence.
Talk to my friends and fam'ly in a tour
Of living, NOT my phone. NO vid'oes to
Show, um, the world I have good dishes fer
Consumption, that my style is grand and "you
Should follow me." No. I just live, in poor
'Scuse. Dream of yonder, and fade slowly through.
15Mar19e
Sorry, I'm depressed. But wasting too many hours a week ago on typing up a selection of my work I'd been thinking and wanting to post for the past month was a miserable chore not worth the effort. I finally buckled and decided that IF I'm gonna post, I should do it daily....if I can.