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every morning,
a parade of perfect lives,
smiles meticulously adjusted,
breakfast that looks more like a work of art,
but deep down,
it's just granola and a desperate hunt for likes.
people transform into characters,
each post a script,
each photo a scene,
life in shining squares
where reality dissolves like sugar in water.
hashtags dance on the screen,
like confetti at a birthday ...
Thursday 3rd October 2024 8:00 pm
The modern day captor
Scrolling , scrolling
Hoping to distract myself
From the thoughts that run laps in my head
Never stopping to admire
Liking, liking
So maybe when I post
People might return the favour
And I can have that false sense of belonging
Watching, watching
Looking for something to entertain me
Unable to find it
So my eyes glaze over
Playing, playing
Games with no meaning
Never finishin...
Monday 17th September 2018 6:55 pm
Technology can be a virus to society
Remember when thing's used to be good,
musical sounds, movies the taste of our food
remember when we had such fun playing outside
fishing running dancing going for a bike ride
A time before machines had us all hooked
when you'd go out for a meal and talk to each other and looked
When your parents would spend time with you
not online pretending to
When you would burn off ...
Friday 16th February 2018 4:09 pm
Pre-SocialMedia Times
A moment.
These days it's hard to have one
without feeling the need to share
every one with everyone.
Update it
Tweet it
Insta- it
'til we bleed.
How does this look?
Who should we tag?
Where should we ping?
We've become factory workers
tasked with packaging our most worthy moments.
Keeping the extreme -
the...
Saturday 25th October 2014 5:20 am
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