The green light appears.
Awake, and Facebook likes this.
In a time when privacy is a place setting,
consumed by food for thought,
a spoon is a form of intimacy that
can hardly be cut with a knife.
A napkin on a lap isn't meant
to touch lips. Just as something seen
appetizing doesn't become bad taste
because of a lack of likes.
In the digital age, we share bits
of information. Something we can
bite off, chew on, and swallow without
expecting a lump in the throat.
Nov 21, 2013
Nov 21, 2013 at 10:47 PM UTC
The green light appears.
Awake, and Facebook likes this.
In a time when privacy is a place setting,
consumed by food for thought,
a spoon is a form of intimacy that
can hardly be cut with a knife.
A napkin on a lap isn't meant
to touch lips. Just as something seen
appetizing doesn't become bad taste
because of a lack of likes.
In the digital age, we share bits
of information. Something we can
bite off, chew on, and swallow without
expecting a lump in the throat.
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