All The World's A Page Poem by Chip Schaller

All the world's a Facebook page
A stage with faceless crowds
Cartoon hugs, the only love
In this insipid cloud

Frigid tank of blatherings
Self-indulgent posts
Earthworms, fishing with no bait
All the feels of ghosts

Circling 'round in our fishbowls
Running out of air
Give cold hearts and cool regards
Take the warmth and care

Post a meme before I go
Hoping for reply
Validation flares shot up
Into a callous sky

Just a like to make me feel
As though I matter here
Someone, somewhere following
So I don't disappear

Blithely answering the pleas
Of others in the fray
Too busy calling out for help
Sadly, so are they

Why do we seek approval stamps
From specters on the net?
I'd rather see, to feel and touch
Love flesh, not silhouettes

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