Excuse me?
Am I what?
Looking for what?
Love?
Honey, are you ever a decade too late
I found love
Often
And in some strange places
I took it where I found it
And left it where it died
Looking for love
No thank you dear
I’ve had mine
And several more besides
I think I’ll pass
But thank you for asking
In a near-future Baltimore, an unemployed bipolar journalist and a teenage hacker are the last hope for a dystopian world controlled by a giant media corporation.
a blast from the past
enjoyed your write ...Sue
peace be with you
Love & Peace
Love Tinka