I don’t remember

December 5, 2010 § 3 Comments

What this place used to be like
and those people I met
warm, fuzzy and nice
together we sketched a fine vignette.

That subscribing to feeds
or hitting refresh
hoping to see a new post
from friends of the online flesh.

Miss those long conversations
about the subtle implications that were never expressed
that waiting for the co-blogger to come online
when real life as a concept was as good as dead.

The tiny moments of bursting joy
after a new comment
the time I wasted day dreaming
wondering if the next composition be advent or lament.

Where are you lost
friends bonded over a bunch of words
your spaces exist in vain
unless your excuse is lost passwords.


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