about six to many times
I uninstalled zangi and telegram
for the particular

reason (of course) sometimes

with the deliberate
intent choosing words,
wherefore each one
at the end of a statement rhymes
(yours truly - the writer arbitrarily
determines where that
petty coat junction occurs
within a sentence fragment,
describing green acres)
which break off point then primes
me able, eager,
willing and ready
to communicate unfortunately
impossible mission to convey
within the preferred opus operandi
donning the guise
and silently trumpeting
and channeling the spirit
how Marcel Marceau mimes
(unless we - thee
the reader and me the poet)
arrange a facetime
or zoom session,
and I could add the incentive
heavily worn away legal tender
courtesy one of many persons
named (from all walks of life) Peter Grimes,
whose countless fingers
who bore witness from payee
to payer (or visa versa)
videre licet from so many dimes
exchanging hands maybe
even said coins
palmed off linkedin with persons,
who committed major crimes.

Unlike supposed charities
(none of which
I donate one red cent)
nickel and dimed me to death
though not of a violent disposition,
I wanted a fight to foment
like a raging red bull
with murderous intent
amazing dragons even leant
a claw like hand reached
on my shoulder and sent potent
shock of electricity
that diffused poker anger
at myself hot spent
witnessed smoke issuing
from nostrils and ears
as I did fast and furiously did vent
forever upending
yours truly experiencing zent
(sometimes used colloquially
to mean a state of calm,
peacefulness, or being "zen)."

What counted as the deal breaker
came by way of an older daughter
who claimed she
got scammed courtesy Telegraph
and advised me ipso facto pronto,
which yours truly uninstalled
from both the
Safe-link Samsung phone
and the Galaxy S23 issued
free of charge predicated
on the contractual obligations
to maintain text and talk service
for stipulated number of months,
(which I cannot recall offhand).

Even accepting friend
requests from Facebook
so casually will be left
for my sixth sense
to assess whether 
the person in question
appears to be a questionable character
such as a schlemazel 
(like me - ha) or crook
once again I attest
to minor (for a hearth of gold)
forging signature on retirement checks
addressed to Sylvia Zison
while holed away
within close proximity to an inglenook
at 1148 Greentree Lane,
a Norwegian Bachelor farmer who forsook

maintaining a bourgeois look
(essentially living in destitution
along the MainLine),
cuz I accused 
yours truly of self betrayal
analogous to the Grinch,
who thought he stole Christmas
and away off with all the trappings
of Whoville he snook
located at the foot of Mount Crumpit.

As surreal as Lake Wobegon

and based it on the real-life towns 
and landscapes of
Stearns County, Minnesota, 
where the Lake Wobegon Trail 
now located, linking communities 
like Sauk Centre, Avon, and Holdingford.

In a sense Sites like Zangi 
and Telegram are called
secure messaging apps,
which term used because 
these applications known 
for prioritizing security and privacy
inviting a slew of software developer
or software engineers.