Scrolling Through Social Media in January

This is my first time reblogging a post from another poet in the WordPress community, but this poem really spoke to me this morning.

I recently left social media. Deleted all my social media accounts because of the heavy sensations it made me experience.

Sensations, emotions, like the ones so perfectly captured in this excellent poem.

Thistle Thoughts

Scrolling Through Social Media in January

if this were written in the past
it would be the groovy kind
of dystopian fiction.

a zine title. future volume.
they’re only going to
keep turning it up

no matter how many
masked faces are filtered
beyond recognition.

so many new yous.
come March, the new yous
will return to the cocoons

of the old yous,
broken butterflies.
don’t feel deflated.

I always love you
just as you are.
so be. so be it.

we are in all caps
this year: we are
SICK OF IT.

we’re still waiting
for the better days.
we’re still seeing glimmers.

the new yous
still look like the old yous,
but with positive attitudes.

[no, see, the vibe is
we want to be negative.
negatives are the new pandemic.]

reminders of the present
popping party balloons
with a fresh death toll.

no. refresh. no.
I have…

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