Urges

I do sometimes get the urge to take pics of what I am currently eating and then post them onto Facebook, Tumblr, Instagram or one of the other social websites where you upload and share pictures. But then I manage to put the urge into a box, put the lid on, lock it , throw away the key, dig a hole, put the box in the hole, fill the hole with concrete, erect a ten storey building on top and blow the whole thing down to the ground.

Regrets

The internet is a black hole.
It sucks you in and doesn't let go.
You start at one end,
Following a thread until it splits into two
And sometimes even more.
Before you know it,
It is one in the morning
And you are full of regrets.