Breakup, Internet Style
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Breakup, Internet Style
Your emails are deleted as fast as sent.
On my cell’s contact list, you don’t exist.
I burn your face over and over again
Until only charred memories remain.
You’re on the internet with that other person,
In real time, abusing my emotions.
Then, wanting me back to satisfy your ego,
Just to see me a butt-end joke on social media
(But that isn’t going to happen!).
Your asinine tactics putrefy my stomach,
Your condescending words make me vomit.
From one to ten, you’re like yesterday’s text,
A purged message flushed down the toilet.
Copyright © Dennis Spilchuk | Year Posted 2023
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