Rick Troll

slowly slough,
cascades caress the cup
it floweth over
with too much and
no room for my own thoughts
to breathe beneath
this stagnant pool of misinformation.

Head is filled, brimming,
with things I’d long to say:
a status message, #hashtag
what your life is like.
A voyeur
through another’s
eyes, lens, screen
kaleidoscopic water droplet,
swift, wheeling drift
to a deep, envious green.


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