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Often
flowers have no fragrance, you buy them just to plug the mouth
of a vase that no longer smells like life, often
music has no message, you turn it on just to cover
a space stripped of meaning, often
food has no taste, you eat it just to fill
a place that is starving for affection, often
selfies have no emotion, you post them just to make up
in the minds of others, the pallor of your emptiness
the emptiness that gives you no peace.
When social networks doze off
selfies start talking to each other, then
every microexpression starts to make sense, every
facial grimace connects to a
grimace of the heart, it forms
a network of signs and a thought, a thought doesn't leave you alone:
who are we
often
fooling?
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