LIKE THIS. NOT LIKE THAT

As I was perusing the top stories and "people we are liking" sections, I had an epiphany. Luckily, I had a pill for that and I'm okay now. I did write my thoughts down though and I found this pic that really spoke to me.

LIKE THIS. NOT LIKE THAT

like this, don't like that.

4-16-26 @10:15am

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In this day and age of popularity,

of likes and fails,

of memes and rails..

What does it take?

To push a like?

We are the modern-day prostitutes..

lining the streets,

on hooker beats..

shedding clothes to give glimpses,

of souls behind unseen fences.

We invite you

..and denude our metaphor selves..

to temporary pals

for a brief taste of someone else.

An old dingy couch lined against the wall,

demure glances of unhope mixed..

with hard veteran glares of "been there"

but both need this,

though claim you don't

yet wonder why when you do it again!

We are the exhibitionists,

the thirsty,

the johns and janes..

Look at this..

strip a piece off to show a little more..

and at last..

you are picked,

taken home or..

to a room or..

a backseat,

in the dark.

In the darkness..

I am a poet, a writer..

an old used up whore,

a condom used, limp and tossed..

lying in shame at what I have done.

In the darkness away from polite society,

but I will be back.

Again.

In an hour.

Or.

Tomorrow.

I'm like this..

but not like that.

Pay me!

Or don't pay me.

Just don't leave me..