Should I not
answer you
in the social media world,
should you worry that upon
my floor I lay, tongue hanging,
gathering dust and flies
buzzing round,
eager vultures laying eggs, maggot, bluebottle,
think on,
perhaps I have forgotten,
late Middle age is near
and sometimes the fog is thicker
than it was,
other things catching my attention,
not out of malice but an interest
in the new for now,
or it could be that I found it rude