Posted in Life, Prose

My Social Apathy Blog

My Social Apathy Blog
struck a chord
which was out of tune,

My ardent followers
apathetic, lethargic and aloof
seemed not to care
somehow,

Lending Credence
to the undeniable
the unmistakable
fact, that I
had been humming that tune,

In my shower,
with cold water running
over my socially unacceptable
toes,
having no soap, while
being naked to the world,

My supporters, who
didn’t even care
that I had forgotten
to close the drapes

They never commented
nor objected to my
improprieties,
which told me
of their continued
support
of our ideals….

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My profile might reflect who I am, what I think and why I write what I do. My profile might just reveal the inner workings of a deranged mind, a helpless soul, and a self-destructive way of living. Don't worry. I'm OK. I've just lost sight of my little sister in the evening clouds....

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