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Monday 29th April 2019 1:07 am
Scrolling , scrolling
Hoping to distract myself
From the thoughts that run laps in my head
Never stopping to admire
So maybe when I post
People might return the favour
And I can have that false sense of belonging
Looking for something to entertain me
Unable to find it
So my eyes glaze over
Games with no meaning
Monday 17th September 2018 6:55 pm
facebook tells me i have been on this diary of misinterpreted thoughts 10 years yesterday. what better time to share this poem? i wrote this comical piece in a short-lived sabbatical i took last year:
I'm sick of being on facebook
i'm sick of all the likes
i'm sick of all this unfriending
and pics of stolen bikes
i'm sick of giving you a "thumbs up"
for something you said and did
Thursday 30th August 2018 10:37 am
I don’t want to drive engagement.
I don’t need your gratuitous clicks.
I won’t beg for attention with
Pics of kittens sleeping with chicks.
I don’t need your engagement.
I won’t ask if you’ve used a skate key.
I don’t need any silly test to
Know you are as old as me.
I don’t really care how you engage.
I won’t tempt you with an opinion poll.
No one really ca...
Tuesday 19th June 2018 2:21 pm
Remember when thing's used to be good,
musical sounds, movies the taste of our food
remember when we had such fun playing outside
fishing running dancing going for a bike ride
A time before machines had us all hooked
when you'd go out for a meal and talk to each other and looked
When your parents would spend time with you
not online pretending to
When you would burn off ...
Friday 16th February 2018 4:09 pm
Login and share your life upload pics of your husband or wife Share your kids with an unknown stranger putting yourself and them in danger. update your status and press post Show them off and boast. You need those likes otherwise what's the point? Sit back and roll a joint. it's sad that you feel the need to compete with your own friends who'm you deceit. A generation full of narcisists who know n...
Thursday 15th February 2018 12:06 am
Hide behind fake words and pictures
in a world of look who I am,
ensure that the truth is not fully shown
with a 140 character span.
Anything posted must be designed
to provoke those possessed of no brain,
either that or be vacuous egotistical tripe
from your life which we’ll all find inane.
Be sure to entice with a headline
or a statement to only infer,
friends and followers forced ...
Sunday 4th February 2018 12:46 am
Cracker Barrel shouldn't make you cry.
That is a sentence that no one should have to explain.
Facebook, should occasionally make you cry.
That's a sentence that I think most people don't have to explain.
Sad children in a country that I probably couldn't find if I researched every piece of paper with any writing on it in my house.
Which is a lot.
Just for reference.
Monday 25th September 2017 5:57 am
the photographs of road signs charged by light,
footprints on the dashboard
or blurred trees stooped like men picking leaves.
Or the back of my head, the garden shed
or all the landscapes from summer days when
we turned the camera on ourselves
and photographed nothing but wind.
We send thanks
and message school friends, relatives
and people w...
Friday 30th September 2016 7:19 pm
I've stolen Beelzebub's iphone, now I know the numbers of his friends
he's stuck for eternity without Facebook, oh how his hell never ends
I nicked St Peter's Kindle, now his words of wisdom are unsaid
Because I changed the password on his account, from Heaven swear words are sent
I hacked into Moses' iPad, now it's a tablet of stone
I wiped every file from the hard drive and chang...
Tuesday 8th December 2015 10:11 pm
From Facebook came a Croc of Shit
To read and click and share
No longer I'll put up with it
Accused that I 'don't care'
"Share this if you have a heart"
"If you 'like' please type 'Amen'"
It stinks more than a day old fart
To read this shit again.. again.. again
I don't care if you send a curse
Wrath of God and all his might
One Direction would be worse
Thursday 19th November 2015 7:43 pm
A Life In The Day
WHAT’S ON YOUR MIND?
SHARE if you have a hamster you love with all your heart who you know will do anything for you
QUENTIN has TAGGED you in his album 'Genital Warts' (51 pictures)
because all your friends want to see the spotted dick of a person they've never met
so close to LICK
STATUS UPDATE: my wife's left me
STALKER47: about time m8 - every...
Friday 14th August 2015 10:45 am
All that you invest is what may be won
it's just an echo coming back
and yet we hang in helpless wait
the hollow world rings on and on
Who can answer what you do not ask
low odds of someone calling out
just at the moment you need them to
the hollow world rings on and on
Those pretty faces, so carefully curated
those galleries of happinesses waiting
changeless irrespective of your fee...
Friday 27th March 2015 4:21 pm
Sun through window,
I stare into space,
Blank mind like empty canvas.
Failed slaughterer of time.
Cold coffee untasted,
I look at unread my emails,
and ignore them.
Friday 16th January 2015 9:50 am
These days it's hard to have one
without feeling the need to share
every one with everyone.
'til we bleed.
How does this look?
Who should we tag?
Where should we ping?
We've become factory workers
tasked with packaging our most worthy moments.
Keeping the extreme -
Saturday 25th October 2014 5:20 am
Hi everyone, Firstly its full of activity on here. Sorry i have not been able to post for quite a while but I have managed to get four books published and written lots of new poetry on many subjects. Its also been a testing year personally. Please see my site www.leebluntpoetry.webs.com and FB Artist page Please like all thoughts are most welcome. https://m.facebook.com/profile.php?id=291530...
Thursday 24th April 2014 9:41 am
(with apologies to John Cooper Clarke)
Beheadings are acceptable, boobs are bad
the female form’s fantastic but only when it’s clad
we’re blasé about bullying, laissez-faire on lust
but our patriarch goes postal if the news feed shows a bust
sign on, log in, no matter where you look
you’ll never see a nipple on facebook.
We’ve made a Faustian ...
Tuesday 22nd October 2013 7:33 pm
A little poem that is very much not in my usual style!
We have known each other a long time now,
and whilst I know you will always be there for me,
it is with a heavy heart that I must tell you the following:
We can no longer be together.
It’s not you.
I find I can’t keep away from you,
and I have so much work to do these days...
Thursday 27th September 2012 5:51 pm
It was a public madness:
comments not making sense, snow-flaking words on photos shared by friends of friends.
Oblique comments passed by lookers on. ‘WTF’s she on about?’ and ‘get her tole’ and passive vaguings mentioning getting better for the kids.
And I sit and mourn her while she lives. Watch it huge and vast.
Remembering my own lost year
and feel a little anxio...
Monday 24th October 2011 2:13 pm