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Anna Brown Poem
Facebook Facebook, penetrates my brain.
Facebook Facebook, filling me with pain.
Facebook Facebook, I look at it again and again and again.
Filing me with fear
Filling me with cheer
Filling me with dread
And Filling me with tear
Facebook Facebook
I cannot put you down.
Facebook Facebook
To you I am but bound.
What are all my friends face booking today?
Are you looking selfie good?
Have you made an scrumptious pud?
Have you been out?
Or are you staying in?
Oh the excitement
I cannot begin....
You're positive
You're negative
Oh there's my friend in the hilarious wig
Oh there's my fam
I must like that
Oh that's messed up
Not sure
Will pass
I love you
I hate you
Don't make me grate you
You're part of me now
I just don't know how
To let you go
But I must
Take a bow.......
Do you have a Shoreditch beard?
Are you kooky or just plain weird?
Are you trendy?
Are you cute?
A big, bad and bigoted brute?
Either way
I have to know
I have to see
This Facebook feeling
Keeps on calling me
Do you post?
Do you share?
Do you snoop?
A life to bare?
What is everyone doing today?
I think it's time to step away....
Have you been videoing a really cool moment?
Have you been dissing your football opponent?
Do you love?
Or do you hate?
Do you attack?
Or do you create?
Are you funny?
Or are you Crass?
Witty?
Pretty?
My bestest bestest mate?
Facebook Facebook
Running through my brain!
Oh no I've only gone and looked at it again.
An addiction?
A fiction?
A true depiction?
A distraction?
A reaction?
A reactive group action?
Facebook Facebook
I really to sleep.
Damn!
Just one more peep.....
Copyright © Anna Brown | Year Posted 2015
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Anna Brown Poem
Come back.
If you were here
My heart would inflate
If you were here
My bones would fit
If you were here
My skin would plump and be moist from my tears
If you were here
The whites of my eyes would be white
If you were here
The stones in my throat would be coughed out and I would not choke
If you were here
I could hear my own voice
If you were here
I could see my own skin
If you were here
I could breathe
If you were here
I could weep
Next to you
I could keep
The whole of me
With the whole of you.
Only your ashes
To keep my heart afloat
Only your ashes
That have built my bones
Only your ashes
To put colour to my skin
Only your ashes
To keep my eyes blue
Only your ashes
To release my curdling cry
Only your ashes
To help me sing
Only your ashes
To put colour to my skin
Only your ashes
Only your ashes
And I cannot begin
I cannot begin
Copyright © Anna Brown | Year Posted 2016
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