I must check Facebook
a hundred thousand times
a day.
At least.
Searching.
Hunting.
Investigating.
Uncovering clues to a mystery
that eludes me.
Poking.
Prodding.
Endlessly reloading.
Click.
Click.
Click.
It's got to be there.
Somewhere.
The top ten reasons men
finally decide to settle down.
The key to losing belly fat.
Foods that help your yoga practice.
Digging.
Scanning.
Reloading.
The world is made for you.
Designed by your desires.
You're more than loved.
You're liked.
Breathing digital air.
Becoming one with the digital
demigods in thought
and prayer.
Digital prayer.
Digital devotion.
Realtime digital creation.
Celebrity mugshots.
Which New England town are you?
50 life hacks that'll save you money.
No two newsfeeds are the same.
Click.
Click.
Click.
Digging.
Digging.
Digging.
My brain cells merging
into ads.
Dreaming.
Drifting.
Yearning.
Searching for salvation
in a comment box.
* another great poem from my talented friend, adam,
whose facebook i love to steal poetry from :)