Selfies, Thoughts and Skintight Jeans
Posts on my Facebook Page
Done when I feel undone
In the middle of a nuptial night rage
In no way invite predators into my zone.
Selfies sent in moments of excitement
Admired in my mirror
Invite no corny comment
From minds assailed by error.
Thoughts caught on Instagram
In no way suggest hopelessness
In pound, ounce or kilogram
Though I’m entitled to tithes of listlessness.
Skintight jeans I wear
When it tickles my fancy
Don’t mean my subscription to indignities I swear
Nor do they signify my tenderness for truancy.
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