Glib Poem by Etienne Charilaou

Glib



Words and ideas come aplenty
on social media sites and the Web:
50 ways to make your loneliness ebb
and things to do there are twenty.

But I'm still lonely
and stuck at home with
a limited palette of activities.

Can anyone tell me where I'm going wrong?
Or, is this just a poor poet's song;
no need to seek new veracities?

Monday, April 8, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: home alone,internet,loneliness
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