Edit and Waste

Crop, copy and paste. These are the days of edit and waste. Digital pictures matching our taste. Everyone fuzzy in dot-matrix. Saved as a file in some special place. Not just a folder, a name with no face. Shared with our friends all over the net. Nobody wiser to that they've not met. Clicked on again to remember the time. Scrolled by a mouse; through thumbs in a line. Dragged in and dropped to folders where bound. Making them searches of files to be found. Beautiful pictures fill up my screen. Some of them larger than what I have seen.