of the year is
‘Love’ has long been forgotten,
‘Touch’ is now irrelevant,
‘Smile’, ‘Hope’, ‘Peace’, ‘Praise’,
rendered to dusty print books
locked in open shelves
for all and none to see.
LMAO txt speak has won.
I am justified in my existence,
I facebook, therefore I am,
twitter ergo sum.
We have created our own Big Brother,
submitted to the cookie monster,
our lives are now just in-app purchases,
we’ve split our own personalities,
A version of this poem was first published in Miscellaneous Voices #1: Australian Blog Writing (Miscellaneous Press, April 2010)
This version published in The Frequency of God, Close-Up Books, December 2017