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Face to face into the future
by Kristina WoodhillTo Facebook or Not
to leave our words' haven,
safety deposit box for works lovingly penned,
pathetic pals we cherish
like face-to-face buddies
As our Castle's walls crumble
into ether net's black hole
one function at a time
we may consider a next step
before the door snaps shut
before the Welcome Mat
completely shreds
10/22/2019 Posted on 10/22/2019
Copyright © 2025 Kristina Woodhill
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 10/22/19 at 08:35 PM I feel your pain Kristina. The great thing about FB is that you can shut it down for a while if it's too much, then reactivate it later on; all your previous postings/photos will be intact. Good poem too, concrete and abstract images combined. |
| Posted by Laura Doom on 11/11/19 at 12:10 AM A time capsule - we control little beyond our own creativity, and our ability to evolve and adapt, if we have the stomach for it.
At least it is quiet in here, a haven that I am grateful you still inhabit. |
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