delete me

done with
facebook, i move on.
delete delete delete.
tired
of baked muffins.
dogs chasing
their tails,
pictures of vacations.
the platitudes
and slogans
plastered on the walls.
sick
of politics
and presumptions.
I don't want to know.
I want
to not know what you're
doing and
be surprised
when and if we ever talk
or meet again.
we can still be friends,
but
like in the old days,
where we
shook hands and hugged,
met for coffee
or a drink. looked into
one another's eyes
with love
and joy at seeing one
another once more.