I read the internet.
I’m supposed to care.
Or feel inspired.
But I don’t.
It could be apathy.
It could be that I’m in the wrong place.
* * *
I’ve been doing a better job shutting off lately.
The move into this little house has helped.
Before, the screen was something more.
A portal? Nourishment?
Things are changing.
The screen is just a screen.
One thought on “Misplaced”
The sound of one hand clapping. Nice work. Some never get there.