Can I Have A Word?

FOWC with Fandango — Din

Words and phrases dulled by constant over use, their flavor lost to the tongue, the sound

of them  are an assault upon tired ears, their sole purpose is to attack the  human digestive track without mercy.

Separately, collectively on social media or spoken live-

a constant din,

fouling the air more efficiently then any plague or smoke from raging fires could:


What not, what not, what not,


I know, right? Scroll On. Troll Alert!

New normal, FREEDOMS! Yeah But…

All Lives Matter, Blue Lives Matter,

Second amendment! Second Amendment! Second Amendment!

Literally, On the same page, Awesome Sauce!


A word salad  going bad in a bowl in the back of the refrigerator. I want to pretend like it’s not there, waiting for me to clean it out.



6 thoughts on “Can I Have A Word?

  1. Yes! I’ve tried signing off too. But I miss people as well. So I’ve ‘culled’ and ‘snoozed’ those who’s drivel curdles my senses.

    • Social media is a cage. I would love to sign off and I probably could. I just have to make my mind up to do it. It’s not like anything I say really matters there and most of the people who ‘friended’ me are just there to snoop.

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