Internet Stalking Poem by Phil Soar

It's like I'm being stalked
Each internet site I enter has adverts
Aimed at me

Linked to my apparent 'likes'
They seem to be in sync with my thoughts
And places I've been recently

They 'Pop-up' everywhere
And I don't even wear a bra!
Or random underwear

It doesn't seem to matter where I visit
They are there, taunting me
Inviting me with offers

Asking me if I want their newsletters
Suggesting I 'sign in'
I don't think I will

If I do, they will bombard me with brochures
Limitless pages of products I don't need
Leading to more adverts

Stalking me on the world wide web
Haunting the internet like some random salesman
Looking to get me to make a purchase

Stalking me