Holy Sonnet 5

I’m on every platform — look me up
@useless_sinnerfullofregret, where
you can find devotional messages
and images reflecting my endless pain.
It didn’t always used to be this way,
but my accounts were hacked and now I must
wipe everything clean, erase, delete
and reboot, even if my only hope
is that you rip out every wire by hand,
snatch bytes from thin air. Other people post
self-indulgent updates of vacations
in exotic locales, memories of
good times — I’m the friend you only follow
out of hate, whose grief is deep, joys hollow.

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