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NOTE:  2022 02 28  04H31 EST  Ramblings 584 - 

Ramblings 584


- que d'anxiétés perpétuelles... 


Sorry, I can't do this anymore.

It does my head in too seriously.


When people start conversations,

And for some reason, drop them.


Usually when I decide to partake in

Is when they seem to feel the need to.


They become absolutely, completely silent.

Let that silence linger without explanation.


But they're the ones who sought me out.

Then leave me dangling in all uncertainties.


It feels like what I say must be so

Idiotic or uninspiring, not worth time,


For them to feel so comfortable

About being so rude my way.


Eh, might be a cultural impression, but social

Etiquette surely doesn't differ that vastly...


And when something happens frequently,

Have to figure something's obviously wrong.


So, I'm sorry, I just can't do this anymore.

Being online does my head in too much.


Keep wondering what it'd be like if this apparent

'Online etiquette' was applied to 'real life' moments.


Conversations would look something like :

I reply to you, you stand there in dead silence,


Either looking at me or simply walking away.

It's the very same awkwardness in either spaces.


Not figuring out why this effect isn't considered online

And everyone forgets they don't like to be treated this way.


But, eh, I guess my circumstances make online

Communications more than most take them for.


Again looks like the problem is mine, so I'll retreat.

I need to redefine what they are, but it's not coming.


So, I'm sorry, I just can't do this anymore.

Being online does my head in too seriously.

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
I know the feeling. It makes you question your worth. Being ignored personally and professionally does your head in. Makes you wonder why you bother. Hugs my friend.

MetaPoetics The PoetBay support member heart!
There's a word for this: "ghosting" — abruptly ending communication with someone without an explanation.

I know how it feels when someone doesn't respond or reciprocate our sentiments, even if it's only online, and sometimes I feel like I've been guilty of being uncommunicative when I should've answered. It's a very relatable work indeed!

And apologies for my erstwhile radio silence, but I've been trapped in too many trivial tasks. :)

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
I can't know your situation. I am grateful for the silence you describe. Nearly everything I get from the Internet is deliberate and/or unintentional lying, the denial of well-supported facts in favor of ridiculous (but self-serving) fantasies, jingoism, hokum, bigotry and casual cruelty. When all that is absent, my life is better.

AFRODITE STATHI The PoetBay support member heart!
This is such a profound work.
Online communication is a big issue in our days.Sometimes i can't cope with it.
Love your work,makes me think.