Virtuosity.

Here I am again.
'Hello day, hello sky, hello trees,'
disgustingly excited
to greet the day.

I wonder what's on Twitter
and how many spam emails
have filled my inbox
with their own twittering?

Birds outside are making one heck of a racket.
Tweeting is an understatement for what they are doing to my ears.
The crickets are competing and I have to give them credit
for holding their own against the oiseaux wah wah machine.

Has anybody sent me a real email?
Has anybody visited my blog?
I scan my stats with 'bated breath
like a walk-fixated dog.

The real world was a great invention
but it can't compete with virtual for grabbing my attention.
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I write poetry and go on Twitter to share it, then Twitter inspires me to write poetry so I go on Twitter to share it, this could go on for quite some time...:>>