When You Think You're on Mute

When you think you’re on mute

You don’t monitor speech

So you don’t know how far

Conversations may reach.

 

On a break from my class

Which is held via Zoom,

Someone talked on the phone

Privately, she’d assume.

 

But we all had to hear

How her train had been stuck,

Her annoyance conveyed

With a sprinkling of “F***!”

 

Many people do worse,

Strut around in the nude,

And I sometimes, myself,

Use some language that’s crude.

 

Still, when tech is involved,

We should all be astute

And remember, when needed,

To make ourselves mute.