Poison

Poison

Do we electronically connected humans

Have any feelings

That we can call our own

Or are they just reactions

To the floating garbage

On our side of shore

We don’t venture deep in the middle

Where the truth lies

Just pick and choose our poison

That fills up our lives

Killing whatever we should have felt

About that beautiful entanglement

Of spouse kids and kittens and pups

Otherwise

©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar

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