If memory serves me writing is meet and greet
dear so-and-so, say all the best, then kind
regards, neat:
the needs to know, all the news that’s fit to
repeat
our moods and conditions writ firmly and fleet.
The presenting issue being the constant heat
from excess unsolicited missives replete
with untoward charms, false alarms, requests
effete
and dodgy accounts sinister or obsolete.
The spam somehow endless, the junk mail panel beat
breaks weekly new records like a steroid athlete,
a nebulous pile-up of digital concrete.
Our view thus blotted with what hard drives
secrete
we scour the in-tray for letters friendly and
sweet -
our hours of day wasted clicking Delete.
