F**k, where did my status go?

I clicked share, didn’t I?
Where then did my status go?
Maybe I should copy and click again,
for while that was yesterday 
and I feel differently now,
what if someone was waiting
to hear what I felt then –
will the absence of my lost emotions
in his swirling update stream
drive him to despair? Will I hear
his screams of agony in lurid bold text
on my great wall of memories?
f*&@#* you, where did my status go?
 
Fie on you, you otiose button
smugly camping by that text box
you goad me to distribute my joy,
sorrow and blah – and I click
and click and click and click:
f*&@#* you, where did my status go?
 

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Posted on September 22, 2009, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. L*&ed that! πŸ™‚ especially “otiose button”.

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