Even before you could converse
With someone, it has you knowing
Only where you are, tracking you,
Where from, to possibly where you
Might be in the near future then.

How easily said to think it could,
For love, to find it, how we might
Have the given directions, and paths,
But it’s for us, to find compliance.

And with the words on the screen,
I see my fix to me, and I’d like to
Put, input the one I want to find,
GIRL, PRETTY, SINGLE, and,
The arrow would be a lover’s tacit.

©2007, Ron Globe