Have you ever
swiped through Tinder’s
inevitable sea of men
and realised this
whole thing was just
making you feel worse?
I had told myself the other day
“Girl it’s so not worth!
You may swipe through five more
and if you don’t find anybody nice,
you’ll just drink some tea
and go to bed – and wake up
fresh and wild!”
So, I swiped…
once… please God, give me
someone nice to talk.
twice… ew, is this the new norm?
three… this is sad, but hypnotic.
I shall carry on swiping.
four… Yikes!! Is this profile griping?
five… Je ne sais pas quoi!
six…
seven…
eight…
infinity.