Facebook, a Poem

this, is still, NO J-O-K-E!!!

Translated…

Everybody’s Face Started Becoming Fluid

Seeped Through My Fingertips, Nostalgic

Seeing Each Other Every Single Day, Yet, We’d Become, Separated

Perhaps, You’d Bought, a Multicolored Five-Toed Sock

And the Daughter of a Friend Became, a Published Author

David Stayed in New York, and Continued, with His Serendipitous Relationships

And, My Movements Are, Labeled and Drawn on, by an Unknown Other

Everybody’s Faces are Increasing Now

Using the Various Nicknames, to Show the Colors that are Changing in Our Life of Simplicity

When the Influx of Friends Needed to Be Separated by the Bundles

The Memories that Were, Casted Away by the Web Already Became Dumb, Slow-to-React, Even Demented

The Criss-Crossed Channels Duplicated the Same Scenarios Over and Over Again

The Tiring Mouse Chased After the Awakened Cat All Night Long, my

Words are, the Common Noted Symbol, for Crossing the Boundaries of Mornings and Nights

And so, this would be, what a FB addiction looks like, you are so full of information, that you’d wanted, to, shut it all off, but you can’t, fearing that you may miss out on something important that someone else had posted, and that became, a vicious cycle in itself, and, until you admit that you are addicted to logging on to FB, to checking out the goings on of your “Friends” constantly, you will NOT find a “cure” for your problems, or, the best way to handle this addiction to FB is by quitting it, COLD-TURKEY, but unless you are strong enough, you won’t be able to!

and, here ARE your “symptoms”!!!