Form: Ballad
What’s on your mind? That Facebook prompt
For mental junk in an update
I scroll past it, ignore that shit
I ain’t falling for the clickbait
Should I post a pic of dinner
As if anyone cares what I eat
Perhaps a post ‘I’m popping out’
Of where I go and who I meet
Facebook wants to know the details
From when you wake to when you sleep
Nope, I am not doing that thing
Zuckerberg can read that and weep.
©JG Farmer 2019
A Garret Poet 