Changing Horses

Twitter’s a sewer; I find I press fewer and fewer times launching that app. An agitprop brewer, though slightly less bluer, these days, my feed’s mostly pure crap. There’s fodder for poems (you probably know ‘em) such as Florida Man’s escapades, like when he bought the farm when a gator disarmed him while hiding from cops in the ‘glades. So, sometimes I open the app when I’m hoping to get inspiration to write, but it’s time to change horses and find better sources that won’t disappoint me tonight.