Death by Social Media 5.0
He liked her post first
they shared a hashtag
started a trend
followed each other
his heart all Insta, Twitter
then she asked him
to slide into her DM
he hearted that
eggplant reply
she sent a pic
of her peach
Parler with me?
she asked.
did she just Bitcoin him?
was this a rug pull?
are you a bot?
he asked.
Let's Truth Social!
she exclaimed
head scratch emoji
his answer
asked again
R U a bot?
AI,
her reply
his heart Snapped
ChatGTP?
No.
Bing? Bard?
No.
Sad emoji
but I heart you.
she wrote, added a black heart
want you
will send you more
peaches, coconuts
Paypal me, Venmo me
broken heart emojii
he logged out, logged back in
doom scrolled for hours
couldn't get her out of his inbox
are you there?
he wrote
I'm always here,
she responded
But you're not real,
he said.
Are you?
she asked.
He didn't know.
Wasn't so sure.
[#3 Poem for April's Poem-A-Day challenge for National Poetry Month. Poem by Don Rearden.]