"swip" poems
At the touch of a button,
flick of the finger,
swip of the screen,
I can know more than the generations before me could.
I'm exposed to people I could never hope to meet,
their thoughts and feelings condensed to numbers and words on a screen,
introduced to so many thing that i've never seen before.
I'm so overwhelmed by how the world is turning,
suddenly conscious of my own failings:
the homophobic uncle, the sexist teacher, the racist childhood television show.
The shame creeps in and there is no stopping it,
what I built myself up on has eroded as the new world is redecorated in glass and chrome.
I have friends I don't respect anymore, and films I refuse to watch.
Natural disasters and catastrophes are reduced to hashtags, people you've never met can tell you that you're too tall, too short, too fat, too thin.
The digital revolution has already begun, and there is no turning back.
I am exposed, developed, and forever changed for better and for worst.
It's a fact I find hard to accept, so I blame my service provider.
Dec 20, 2014
Dec 20, 2014 at 9:10 AM UTC
take one more swip
one step closer
feel the pain on your stomach
you crawl
you crawl to the porcelain
white and shinny
not anymore
cause now
you're mistakes are gonne
you cry
cry cause you looked in the mirror
sweet disgrace
one step closer
one step closer to death
slowly your losing yourself
losing youself to you
Mar 22, 2021
Mar 22, 2021 at 10:42 AM UTC