Kitchen Light, Friday Night
The lights are all turned off
I’m sitting at the table, looking at the facebook photos of
Old classmates, acquaintances, and friends of friends
I still know what my closest friends are doing
I see them very occasionally
So I don’t look at their photos
Instead I see people I don’t think about often
But were part of my reality back then
I suppose they are the same people, biologically speaking
But I can’t even remember myself,
Let alone what they were
--Jim Rasdul
I’m sitting at the table, looking at the facebook photos of
Old classmates, acquaintances, and friends of friends
I still know what my closest friends are doing
I see them very occasionally
So I don’t look at their photos
Instead I see people I don’t think about often
But were part of my reality back then
I suppose they are the same people, biologically speaking
But I can’t even remember myself,
Let alone what they were
--Jim Rasdul
Labels: poetry
posted by matt iv at 8:07 PM
4 Comments:
I love this post!!!!!
Interesting post. I quit Facebook because I found that the interactions were kind of superficial and stalkeresque. -Lola http://www.happinessinspiration.blogspot.com
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