1 min readJun 19, 2019
Send? Or delete?
The malformed, ill-equipped
Denizens
Of my drafts folder
Lie there
Languishing in
No man’s land
Nervous
Dejected
Mute
Vulnerable
Wanton
Lusting the sensual touch
Of the curser
Awaiting
The elusive spark
That will smoothen
Their creases,
Bevel their edges
And breathe order into them
Seduce them
Caress them
And allow the Send button
To escort them
To the salvation of
The Outbox
Or
…The bowels
Of the trash bin
Give us liberty,
Or give us death