We rarely get anything worthy
from our ludicrous treasure boxes
with hidden things deemed important.
It is just
our overloaded schedule
that refrains us from
deleting the odd items.
We live
guided not by our hearts,
but keys-
hands of the clock,
beeps of microwave,
the buttons of TV remote,
the keys on keyboard
to build
keyboard societies within ourselves.
We get
our occasional candy chasms in life,
not so much by the trophies won,
but by the gatherings held.
Our real contact with people
adds juice to our virtual menu.
Otherwise we would be
carromming in
manmade transparent graves.



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