Viral Infection
A reflection on the commodification of the Internet & social media
Souls exist in transit
Seasons, days, minutes
Everything ends and everything begins
The light from the screen reflects the world
Artificial sunlight shines on our faces
Ads every second to sell us our happiness
The algorithm changes
Feeding, bleeding, all of it is fleeting
No matter, we refresh our memories again
It hurts, but we find a new chance to filter that away
Broken promises, novel viruses, a chance for validation
Are we happy?
I remember a time when all of this felt fun
But now it seems like our virtual escape
Has revealed itself to be a purgatory
I’ve lived my life online, but am I really living?
I miss the way you used to be
About the Creator
vibrant ghost
I’m a teacher who is just trying to figure out how to make sense of the world around me.
I usually write about social issues with a focus on disability and social justice.
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