Limericks

A series I meant to pursue

Now lingers in episode two.

It waits, undisturbed,

Not the least bit perturbed

As if I’m the one it outgrew.

The next show begins on its own,

No need to decide or postpone.

I didn’t agree—

It just happened to me,

Which passes for choice, I’ve been shown.

The tablet, the phone, and the screen

Have sharpened what once stayed unseen.

I thought I would choose—

But now I just use

What fits whom I’ve quietly been.