Underwear U.

 

The dilettante horde's got their Google overgoing

and they're all convinced that they're all all-knowing

to the point that precious little truth remains showing

and everybody's got a degree from Underwear U.

 

They can YouTube any kind of repair or replacement

from the friendly confines of the cockpit in the basement

while their Facebook enemies are practicing defacement

and everybody's everybody's friend at Underwear U.

 

The Twitter mob's got no time or space for debating

the texters and the sexters are busy deeply relating

patience is a virtue that just isn't worth their waiting

and Big Brother's tracking their moves at Underwear U.

 

Smartphone-pc-tv keep them Krazy Glue connected

keeping tabs on each other while enslaved and disaffected

social media rules the day but the social part's defected

and everybody's stuck in their room at Underwear U.

 

Blog and vlog and login while collecting all the apps

can't tell where they are until they find it on the maps

revere the worldwide web as it swallows and it saps

and everybody's lining up to worship at Underwear U.

 

Fall in love these days without a need for getting dressed

find the perfect stranger on the sites of the possessed

their fantasizing jumps them off the cliffs of the obsessed

and everybody's losing their 'real' at Underwear U.

 

Media movers got them all addicted and inflated

while the message in the mirror is ignored and underrated

they just can't miss a thing until they're oversaturated

and laundry day finally arrives at Underwear U.

 

It's the techno monster birth of a branded new nation

where interaction's borne of deceit and isolation

the contextual void twists and skews imagination

time to put your pants on and leave Underwear U.

 

 

s. paul  (Dec. 2019)