Dear Facebook:
at this point
you seem futile
I feel guilty
when I forgo breakfast
to read your wall
I feel guilty
when I clean house
and delete people
I thought I once knew
in high school
I feel guilty
when I write a poem
and use you
just to get it out
to other guilty writers
Oh poor Facebook:
you’re an old
used-up lover
My wife glares at me
when I ignore her
in favor of you
The she turns around
and uses you to get back at me
Dear Facebook:
you crazy old slut
you absurd floozy
you free love loose-lipper
please learn some restraint
© Shawn Misener
Shawn Misener is a poet from Haslett, MI, whose work has appeared in over one hundred places all over the Web, including Haggard and Halloo, Counter Example Poetics, and Ten Pages Press where the chapbook “In Your Face(book)” is published in full. He is the author of the chapbook “Dry Humping a Fire Hydrant” (Thunderclap Press), which is available at Barnes & Noble. His poetry blog site is Clutching at Straws and is regularly updated with new poetry — check it out!
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