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Death By Social Media 5.0



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.]




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