Strings

As we look around site

I can’t but feel I need to write

No strings attached so many say

Could read a thousand in a day

Do we really mean these simple words?

No strings attached! That’s absurd

Life is a never-ending ball of twine

That attaches all of us but not in a common line

No strings attached how you dare say

I beg to differ, there simply isn’t another way

From the moment the torrid message is sent

The strings we deny have already bent

Around the world on a medium unknown

But yes the seeds of attachment have been sown

It’s the length and breadth of the string that portend

Whether some long, some short, some that never end

It’s how much we let the twine unravel

That sets the stage for the mind travel

The string can tie, the string can bind

It twists and twirls up in our mind

Do we let it grip us tight?

Or cut it quick, in fear seek flight?

Is it thin and lacking strength?

For some of us the perfect length

At a distance it might appear

There are no strings, nothing to fear

But as a clear unseen fishing line

It’s there to catch us and hook our mind

No matter what we do to deny

The string is there, it passes no one by

I try to inveigle as much as I could

That strings connected must be understood

Those strings aren’t real and they aren’t true

They don’t apply to me and you

No strings attached!!! How absurd

It begins with just some simple words