Where else can you buy friends through
the economic exchange of numerous pics and posts?
It is a curious thing to donate your time and energy to
agreeing with ideas (that can be counted).
The worker’s wages are classical conditioning,
minus the cost of employment
plus the benefits of feeling less lovely
and then you can add a photo.
The more you complain and comment,
the more you’re liked and loved.
You don’t count it all joy, but
you do count all your notifications.
You search for people, places, and things,
You update statuses and “save changes,” yet
you never save changes in your first relationship
(because you don’t relate to the sonship
you once knew).
Your spiritual profile needs updating,
but first you need help editing your on-and-off-line relationships.
You shop for affirmation in your newsfeed–
You skim ads, looking for a better life than the one you’re already buying into.
You’re shocked to learn that it costs to promote yourself.
it shouldn’t be a surprise that
this free market costs a lot.
I’ll tell you that your self-promotion is expensive.
It cost him, who made himself nothing, everything.
You don’t remember him?
Maybe that’s because you defriended him
and bought friends to replace him who bought you.
I think you must feel that the economy of immediacy is more valuable
than the price of eternal intimacy.
It’s clear you’re selling out.
You might say: who needs God?
You certainly don’t need him because you have: a white rectangle that’s asking what’s on your mind.