Summer’s End

Help me hold back this summer’s end
The time I met my Unilocaling friend.
Who could’ve foreseen what was to be
With every reply to a PM «Send»?
Tara & Mona (RIP), Karen K, Elise, Terry C., and Yudy,
A spectrum-​wide impact despite all the noobies.
Who could’ve foreseen what was to be
Emotional threads of politics, religion, loss and boobies.
Two years and 255 reviews come to pass
Countless emotions lie in a morass.
Who could’ve foreseen what was to be
A thousand memories near critical mass.
I’ve laughed and cried from well-​told wordage
Indeed, it’s the Unilocal Red Badge of Courage.
Who could’ve foreseen what was to be
When hatred fluxes with loving verbiage?
I’ve friended liberals, independents, conservatives too
Though none can tell what party line is true.
Who could’ve foreseen what was to be
When this bag ‘o nuts define what’s red, white and blue?
I’ve listened to Christians, Buddhists, Muslims and Jews
All saying that with their God you cannot lose.
Who could’ve foreseen what was to be
When a secular person refuses to choose?
I’ve had cyber sex with many a writer
Food, pot, toys and drink, oft’ an overnighter.
Who could’ve foreseen what was to be
The smile on Robin’s face made brighter.
I’ve had fun teasing Unilocal men, women and child
Talk so brazen… fucking wild.
Who could’ve foreseen what was to be
I’m still surprised no lawsuit’s been filed.
I’ve suffered my share of trolls and pervs
Got rattled at times, sparking my nerves.
Who could’ve foreseen what was to be,
When cyber-​punks grope my Elite curves.
The future is nebulous and never known
Which birds remain and which have flown?
Who could’ve foreseen what was to be
I’ve nested two years and know I’ve grown.
Tomorrow will bring another day
A «Good Morning, Kendo», should I stay.
Who could’ve foreseen what was to be
When morning Unilocalers greet others this way?
Though I tire of the censors, flaggers, the «arrogant me’s.»
And seek relief from the Unilocal PCs.
Who can foresee what comes to be?
Robin’s gone for now, surfin’ seven seas.
So please hold back this summer’s end
Until I decide, my Unilocaling friend.
Who can foretell just what’s to be
And what lots portend come summer’s end?