the Un Friending

they're droppin' like flies

tho you kept glancing back

backward kick to that door behind you

i told you so!

said big U with her self satisfied grin

but you meandered thru the drama

the fishhooks of their sensitivities

oh the issue of the day!

the gossip of the hour!

the minutia of the minute!

her finger is in her ear

give us a reason why you

exist they insist

ad nauseam

explain your self

and DO something about IT

she just stands there

gazing into the cloudless sky