In Which A Conversation Is Continued

A Twittering, sad panda showed me this,

To use the net and be depressed are linked,

This work suggests. I follow there my bliss,

Though sometimes am made sad, to be succinct

(As sonnets and as tweets require). But, see,

Depression far predates computers in

Both human and in pers'nal history.

A stigma still exists, a taint of sin

Still hovers over mouseclicks done instead

Of "real life." But on this point I've got news:

That life is life, in body or in head

No matter how you spend the time. I choose

To pass a lot of time with those I've not

Met in the flesh; I gloat at what I've got.