Facebook life is a microcosm.
A dance of words, set to photos.
Threads of electrons stream by
making you laugh out loud or mad.
The mind spins, connections sparked.
Individual words form links by links.
Does it please you to be liked?
Why not. Your pleasure is no more than a post.
Your abandonment no less.
Bring on the social forces streaming nets.
Bathe in the attention and seeming joust.
In the end, flesh to flesh is still sweeter
than yesterday's string of texts.
Don't put your faith in hasty one liners.
Or adopt a belief that others' busyness
suggests an inadequacy of yours.
Make haste,
let everyone know you are out and about.
Do it for the fun, not sustenance.
Bring out the one line army.
Let the words fly.
Don't forget that flesh is needed
for even one word.
At night, you don't lay your head on your computer.
But exist, notice by notice, in every word.
A dance of words, set to photos. Threads of electrons stream by
making you laugh out loud or mad.
The mind spins, connections sparked.
Individual words form links by links.
Does it please you to be liked?
Why not. Your pleasure is no more than a post.
Your abandonment no less.
Bring on the social forces streaming nets.
Bathe in the attention and seeming joust.
In the end, flesh to flesh is still sweeter
than yesterday's string of texts.
Don't put your faith in hasty one liners.
Or adopt a belief that others' busyness
suggests an inadequacy of yours.
Make haste,
let everyone know you are out and about.
Do it for the fun, not sustenance.
Bring out the one line army.
Let the words fly.
Don't forget that flesh is needed
for even one word.
At night, you don't lay your head on your computer.
But exist, notice by notice, in every word.
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