Today I became a fan of...
lazy summer nights
snow days
and the spiciest salsa
money can buy
My friends know me well!
Same with the friends
of my friends
Martinis in Santa Barbara?
Thumbs up!
I don't think I want that kind of connection with my past
I don't think that person is well
She is obsessed with exercising
I always loved his wit
I never knew this side of him
My God, I miss New Orleans
Why did I ever move away?
It's Jazzfest time!
I'm so jealous
God, these people here suck
Damn, I wish I could delete that
I hope people won't misunderstand me
I'm much more clever than that
My religious beliefs are
"dancing in the stream" and
"floating like a cloud"
Do I want them to know my age?
I really don't think I know this person
Who is this person?
I would very much like to be friends with her
She hates her job
and had a terrible day
He is obsessed with posting links about robots
She thinks we are living
in momentous times
She is counting down the minutes
until 5 o'clock
And wondering what the French are doing
on this Bastille day
On the road to Utica!
Visiting the fam in Seattle!
Lovin' every minute of it!
Can't get out of bed
without her Starbucks
I didn't know she was such a corporate sucker
She should get a clue and find a local coffee shop
She was always a follower
Probably never had an original thought
Is it 5 o'clock somewhere?
He has got to get some sleep
I think some of those old faces are haunting me
We are in a conversation of sorts
Where is the avant-garde in this cyber-village?
I'm a fan of that lady's lipstick
She thinks a veggie corndog
might be the answer
He's just taken another quiz
and has learned something
important about himself
"Who knew that if I was a literary hero
I'd be Holden Caufield?"
Getting ready for work
Slipped on the ice
And fell on my ass. Ouch!
Get well soon
Dude, that sucks
How will this ever end?
Packing for a trip
Making dinner
Getting ready for the opera
Planting a garden
I think I am very clever
I'm too hip for this
I have a problem, I can't stop
Just got home from Tennessee
Missing the food in San Francisco
Dreading the dentist
Why is there a happiness narrative?
Why must people always be doing something?
Why do we have to tell everyone about it?
Americans share too many thoughts
Why must we narrate our lives?
I think we should hold our dreams a little closer
Last night she dreamed her hard drive crashed
There's not enough tragedy here
No, it's all tragedy
He says zany things
She is such a curmudgeon
That person should never have reproduced
That mind should not be replicated
She is training for a marathon!
1 comment:
Fantastic poem, Loretta! I love it! Expresses my experience on FB very well. I think I'm almost ready to say "good-bye" to it.
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