like me

you are late
for everything these
days.
not on purpose,
but because you've
been spending
so much time on
your facebook
page liking things.
you like those
cute cat pictures
and videos.
that monkey in
a banana tree.
that cake someone
baked.
the cast on their
arm. you can never
get enough of those
sunsets. you like
like like those a lot.
that snow that fell
and gathered into
a measly one
inch along the sidewalk.
it seems that everyone
wants to be
liked now. from
gum to cars,
to shoe shine polish.
even this can of
tuna fish that
you're eating, standing
over the kitchen
sink, calling
it dinner, wants
to be liked.