Social Media Romance

I’m sad and you know

nothing about me.

Put the phone down.

You can’t text your

way into my head.

Sharing blankets, sharing platter

of my brain.

Picking at it; finger food.

You’ve not decided if you’re

hungry,

yet.

I’ve little desire to explore

my head, with

you.

Sabbatical

Your encouragement falls on deaf ears.

I have been distracted by the next shiny thing.

I know you’re well intentioned,

But I’ve always tanned under the glow of pity.

With you, the sun grows and swells,

Until the sky can almost not contain it anymore.