the candy store

it's a murky world
of connections,
the internet
and online dating,
it reaches out
with soft whispers,
luring you with
new possibilities
and keeps you
active, never quite
free or out of touch
with it, stuck in
a fine web of
who's next, who's
more attractive and
the sweeter piece
of candy. it's so
easy to get lost
in the funhouse.
to let your ego
savor the attention
to bathe in the
warm glow of false
affection. it's an
all day happy hour.
i know all this
because i've been there
and stayed too long.
never quite satisfied,
never quite enough.
never quite letting
go of lovers in
the rear view mirror
as i tried to go down
a new road. enough.
i'm gone and i won't
look back.