Why face dejection on an online page,
Heart's dark forebodings contest trophies lost,
Misplaced rejection outlines inner cost
Steps on cold road stings egotistic rage.
Blind interjection seems vain sacrilege
St[r]ung from sterile code, with stark lies embossed,
Needless def[l]ection sees pained conscience tossed,
For rigid thought-mode becomes spirit’s cage.
Unshared reflections seldom souls engage,
Cannot transfer load, shows degrees of frost.
Let go: directions true, new river crossed,
Emotions upload skilled art sets fresh stage.
So net's open source show true panacea
Sonnet's hopes endorse, flow through, can adhere.
(11 May 2013)
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