With every chafed step
a portfolio of struggle is formed,
salutes and whoops,
phone flashes and hand slapping.
Hyperbolic fissures of a gross
‘Well-done’ and the clamouring
to hook in new feeders.
‘You won’t believe what she did
with her tits’,
‘#6 is an absolute doozy, you have to see this’.
Well aware that I’m one in one-
thousand to pound through
to #6, it’s the sudden hankering
for online bingo
and the spiral through slideshows
that concerns me most.