The Magic Of Pictured Talk

An Orchestra of Thought,

the magic of pictured talk.

The universe, the simple verse,

know lyrics speak,

as photographs capture the perfect read.

The tempo of,

the quietly written word,

the music is love,

as life seems absurd.

The challenge on this Earth,

the production seems cursed,

to bring to an end,

the hand to hand mend.

The resolve of connections,

made without eyes,

the face that is missing,

the person doesn't realize,

it is not in the 'likes' or the want for the wish,

it's the views that add-up,

that increase upon clicks.

The base in acoustic,

the echo of trend,

the empty appeals,

the text in a bin.

The beauty of what has actually been,

is lost as the people only hit send.