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I Googled you

by Matthew Zangen

and it's like you don't exist
anymore.

Myspace hasn't seen you in a while,
"so let's catch up, I miss you!"
        now with more glitter.
Brittttney and Candi want to be your friends,
and I know a guy who made a hundred bucks
filling himself out with surveys about lonely people
--if you actually wanted to pay for a movie sometime.

Facebook hasn't tagged a photo of you
since that time you got trashed, and
your mini-feed is starving,
swallowing expired hearts and halved hearts
over complicated lunch breaks,

so wait, don't tell me, your Relationship Status:
You haven't been single since he dumped you.

We all saw it happen
and we watched your profile strip for months.
        Don't expect a tip,
        but I'll free-gift you a pole.

At least Tom is still your friend.

12/05/2007

Author's Note: I'm seriously, get off the Internet.

Posted on 12/05/2007
Copyright © 2020 Matthew Zangen

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Alison McKenzie on 12/05/07 at 03:54 PM

Ya. Unfortunately I get this.

Posted by Alison McKenzie on 12/05/07 at 03:58 PM

I meant to say...my boss googled me once, found me here on Pathetic and read all my poetry. Luckily I was only at about 40 poems at the time, and none of them were too "out there" for that job, but it made me think twice for awhile about what I was going to actually make public. Infact, it's part of the reason I once asked if we could have a members only button.

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