who are all these people, mostly younger, and why do I feel compelled to check,

what she doing, saying, showing, what is he up to

all these pictures posted and why

what do we have in common,

friends out there in an empty world

friends, maybe, who knows

my meager number of followers

the flood comes at various times, morning work hours, late afternoon

and when I sleep

pages to peruse over tea, toast and peanut butter

in early morning’s darkness

will he dig this

will she like that

what does it matter to me, gone in an instant

where they ever there

oh nasty

oh bold

such freedom to express, easy consequences

perhaps my tirade and threats to my boss today grew from this

bring me the money baby

i got nothing to loose

i’m walkin away

it’s mine to choose

bring me the money baby

it’s a one time shot now

keep it in mind

bring me the money baby

all i have is time