Monday, September 28, 2015

Voyeur of the Internet

I log onto the Facebook site,
Safely snug in my bedroom…
Researching old acquaintances;
Their successes and their doom.

Some pose with yachts and Cadillac’s,
Grandchildren, kittens, or pugs.
Alumni post photos of old friends,
Lost to cancer, booze or drugs.

So many happy pictures,
“Are staged and not quite true”…
That comment, just my disgust
Of gurning selfies right on cue.