The Fairytale News

It was more exciting
And more frightening when
To talk to strangers was

The news, the only way
To get the news. These days,
You crouch like gnats on waves,

Frogs crowding around ponds,
Lonely girls sent to draw
Water from the stone well,

Lingering, looking down
At your own reflections,
Wishing, your thoughts dancing

Like gnats, chirping like frogs
Contesting, to stay close
To the news, watch the news.