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Ode to f***book

  • 27 July 2010
f***book Irresistible F***book will f*** You. You Wont like it (even though you give it the thumbs up)   Your profile Your pics, updated Your 746 Friends Fend off the texture of the universe   Behind the screen Everything seems Simple And still Behind the screen The existential IT Is nothing but grit Rolling between our fingertips (We swept IT away to make room for a wall of info)   Do you remember me? (my friend) Do you recall The hum That spiraled beneath Everything we ever said?   Where are you I wonder? What are you doing right now? — George is in a relationship — Rebecca thinks everything is better with a handle — Sam is trying to avoid love Somewhere inside the abysmal darkness she sleeps tonight Wondering when she can quit this crawling   Anyone who wants a kiss Can always get one But Avoid love at all costs (she says)   It will eat you for dinner It with break the teeth in your mouth Even if you keep your lips shut It will keep a list of your tears And sing them back to you at anytime of the day Long after they have dried   — Richard just ate his weight in chips — Alex invites you to his robot party And everybody is planning to come Together At last At long, long Last To look each other in the eye   Brought to you by Pepsi The shaking hand Unshaken Is not alone   The ice blocks quiver in their glass Melting into the Pepsi Chinking softly against one another in the fizz Before they vanish   The phone rings, the fridge hums and your Sweet heart beats For what and whom do the other bells toll? In between this mysterious toil The advertisements and diversions The electric shocks, the grand sky and The fabulous lives Of others Glitter in a bright corner to the left of us I see them Standing over there — Clementine and Winston, Penelope and Odysseus, Jane and the chimps, Marilyn and the camera, Nietzsche and some grey matter —   They glisten and Our footsteps beat to the hum of their distant laughter Taken all together we are Everything, separated by nothing But a few thousand hours And A few million metres And in time everyone arrives So on and on and on We shake We fizz We chink   In India The sun rises above us For the first time   Eyes and eyes and eyes and eyes and eyes Overlap And wash over one another Each the centre of everything Without ever tipping the balance One way or the other   An old man breaks His back beneath me And my mates A woman chokes on her quiet tongue A nephew with his jealous uncle Lug us about on the backs of stinking camels With all the other fools Ashamed, we smile for the camera And marvel on demand At the groggy sunset, masked in dirt …   All the voices gather together Waiting for the train To take them somewhere else A fearless crowd await the future Aunties and
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