What was it?
It was fun.
Where did it go?
It’s run out.
You mean it will be right back?
No, that was the last of it.
Can we make more of it?
Don’t count on it.
But it used to come so easily; what changed?
It likes games; we like blame.
Who’s to blame for it?
That which begins and ends with it.
It’s the internet?
That’s it.
Still, this was fun, wasn’t it?
It’s always fun when you make it up.
So, how do we make up for it?
Turn it off and live it up.
That’s a big ask, isn’t it?
It’s our only hope.