Facebook Poems

my rapist's follow request on facebook

ping!
like pavlov's dog,
i glance 
quick
at my phone
new facebook follow request.
i click the account
click!
my rapist. 
it's been nearly 14 years since the first the time
he laid his hands on me
but i feel them
like it was this morning.
ping!
his son
liked my post on Instagram 
,
are they working together?
are they a team again?
father and son,
teacher and apprentice,
master of none
but

My Facebook Experience

My children begged me to get on Facebook
Because they are girls and changed their names when they married
They knew their friends could spell my name
Few people have our last name
And almost no one spells Karen with a C
Like my mother did

I opened an account, not understanding it much
Looking up names of people I used to

Why I love you

You are like a restless butterfly
but you pick the flowers that are only true.

That's why I love you.

You are so joyful
but don't collect friends like a fool
and hunger for your own celebration
on the Facebook zoo.

That's why I love you.

You love your country and an artist of its art,
you are so possessive to protect
and always keep

Facebookville

My muse provides me nothing with which I can get to work
And so I spent an hour on Facebook… boy, am I a jerk
A pointless waste of time and space and lots of stuff, all fake
I should just paint a wall and watch it dry, for goodness sake

There’s videos in Facebookville where you watch things

Praise Be

We
live in
a new world
where a thumbs up
is the highest praise
we can hope to receive
A heart stands for excellence
and five minutes in the newsfeed
or receiving a single comment
will give a poet cause to celebrate

Wisdom From a Facebook Reel

A few minutes ago I was outside enjoying the sun...
          The saddest part about betrayal is that it never comes from enemies.
                    ~The Cat atlas_chubby_paws 

When a

Instagram

In today's era, where Instagram rules the scene,
We hustle for the gram, to keep our life pristine.
Showcasing the highs, concealing the low,
Chasing the bag, as they say we must go.

In this digital realm, we only reveal the grand,
Painting pictures of a life that's oh-so-grand.
The gram captures moments, each filtered and bright,
Yet behind the scenes, the

Not Your Babysitter Dudes

I saw a report on the news today,
about what Social Media did.
People were yelling and screaming how,
they’re not babysitting our kid.

If you can’t control what your children watch,
while you live with them all day long.
Why are you blaming Social Media ,
when something they might see goes wrong.

If you don’t want them exposed to some things,
that

Facebook

Some people think that everyone needs to know their life story on a daily basis

I Hate That I Like You

~ How I Hate it That I Like You ~
O’ Facebook, keeper of the emoji
I tell the world that I’m better than you
I can’t waste my time on all your nonsense
I have more important things to pursue

But each morning I can be found searching
Going down the rabbit hole of news feeds
Looking for all of the

Facebook

Facebook is a wicked but wonderful world,
like a house built out of glass.
I let my thoughts and emotions unfurl,
to any who comes scrolling past.
I cry out to those passers-by,
not knowing if they hear my plea.
But still I know that I must try,
to get someone to stop and love me.
Will you be the one to share

Facebook

Facebook is very much better than many sites on the Internet

Her Facebook Page

My cousin asks me if I have seen her social media page today.
Not today, no, but I know what is there.
A photo of a clock showing the time she awoke.
A video of her cooking breakfast.
A picture of the breakfast table and a happy family.
It is what she posts daily.
No hobbies. No talents. No friends or

Facebook

Thy face shall be printed on book
Where thou shall face at least one rook
Tapping its spit in black stamped ink
On pages of some fabled fink
All for some mild error ‘he’ took

True Facebook Friends

Finding a true friend is very rare
Someone who'll always be there
Through the good times and the bad
Is something I've never had
I was lied to every day
It's the price I had to pay
Just to feel friends were in my life
Never knowing how the strife
Of these false relationships
Would cause me to fall and trip
Into a routine that

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