A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.

but aren't they all random?

Thursday, March 23, 2023

social uptick means

Upvote is impartial 
personal taste. A most 
neutral positive opt-in 
box. Like 

is unlike that in many 
ways. It shows what 
you like, but not why. 
Coy rocks! 

You cast red drop in 
by fingertip prick 
to full up some heart, 
well, it beats a dick 
pic! 

+1 to that, jack. What
else, sundry all? What does 
the fried egg mean, the tack 
or the ball? The one out of 
99 luft red balloons? The 
one bottled beer on the wall?

Some doubloons! 

The bird is ambiguous
fuck you bird 
but out in some aeries 
it uplifts to drop 
happy shit 
on y'all, 

if you like looking up.
Counting on someone's 
click - best you run, dodge 
and duck! Or perhaps 
pop an upthumb 

in your pouty mouth. 
It won't beat a tongue, 
but...that metric's gone 

south,

central, no 
a little to the far 
left, right? There!  

Downtown's 
pretty cute in 
some parts, 
if you care. 

OW! GROSS, come
now, come. These are not
the means clicks give us
all for the taking, not even 
dear please. Thanks a bunch 
for a sign of whatever 
one wished!  

You would have
to know who 
to know
why and what's 

this, 

all to fill up your 
peace and capisce 
at ease. 

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