Oooooooh, girl.
What would mama say?
I bet it’s in her too, but somewhere folded away.
New generations embrace the taboos of earlier ones
doing things just to undo what’s already been done and undone
Appearances taken at face value, the structure beneath loses its core
searching for answers to questions we wouldn’t vocally ask
on social stalking networks though they only show you the slick outsides of other pitted olives
but we love that shit. buy it in jars at whole foods.
The frank, real, mouth-to-ear keeps truth from collapsing into itself,
the intimacy too thick to be impressed upon
But conversations are cut short through sms msn m&ms h+m.
Chopped up and mixed in with the other innumerable morsels of information per day
outside of the pixels
the digital
the impersonal
the hyperanalytical, uberhypocritical
there is so much more!
