'Hell talkt my brain awake.' - John Berryman (Dream Song 30)
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Dear cellphone,
You have ruined my life
based on all your
treats and toys
(an incredible lie
of silent noise).
*
Dear Facebook,
A letter for you as well:
you can go to hell
for wasting my time
(here's two whole rhymes).
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Dear Instagram,
I already wrote about you,
so I won't say much
(listened to and repeated;
you may be seated).
*
Dear Twitter,
You are the worst.
Blue check marks or not,
I follow and remain
(fully there; not as a plan
or Elon's fan).
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Dear Snapchat,
I never used you,
never saw any point to it.
So, little from me
(that seems tame
without some blame).
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And to the rest of you,
conducting S & M:
you really did not see
those hard initials
(sado or masochist?
You made my list).
Thank you for reading!
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Kendall Defoe
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Comments (5)
X, formerly known as Twitter, even worse than before.
I long for the pre social media days. Except for Vocal and Google and Wikipedia the free encyclopedia. What? Some have a few uses, otherwise, totally agree.
I was interrupted by Facebook Messenger 4 times while reading this. lol Great job on this, Kendall!
Ha. Brilliant, this is a rinse a repeat work of art.
Superb! Preach it Kendall!