Welcome to our Utopia, we’re glad you found it!
As you can see, it fits right in our hand!
Some people sleep with it or take it to the shower
And in case we feel erased, we check it every hour.

Everyone is happy here and we can all be celebrities!
We share our breakfasts, birthdays, boyfriends and planner!
No one sees the moment before or after our “Cheeeeese!”
And if our ugly ever creeps in, we’re one filter away from glamor.

Our utopia is free too, while filling a void as fast as it came!
If we’re short of love, we’ve got comments and likes!
It’s the quickest way to feel important about what isn’t important.
Yes? No, a photo of our latte won’t make it taste any better.

No one really cares about you for more than a second,
No matter how cool the post was, however funny the story.
The internet is an infinite scroll, too vast to compete with—
The next post will replace you, so you must post more, sorry.

Some say vanity is in our nature, that it’s not technology’s fault,
But the creators up there have designed an outbreak so pretty and fun.
The damaging effects are known, like cocaine, like sex, like salt,
But we need a double life still since we didn’t like our first ones.

A piece of plastic stole an entire species—
In lobbies, in the bathroom, in an elevator,
Ideas, reactions, and silent contemplations,
During lunchtime, during mass, during his funeral,
On the street, on break, on duty,
Before the waiter brings the food and after the check,
While the flight attendant bothers to request airplane mode,
While a trafficked victim speaks to you in code,
While the potential love of our life just walked past,
While mother cooks with a recipe we forgot to ask.

Let’s pretend there isn’t an entire generation
That’s obsessed with nothing for no sense.
Let’s pretend our bodies have perfect proportion
And that lonely nature doesn’t miss us
And that a photo of our work will advance it.
And that we aren’t taking sand out of our hourglass
To show others what our hourglass looks like.

Welcome to our Utopia!
Why are you staring at me like that?
Hey! Where are you going? To your imperfect planet?
That’s absolutely pathetic. What a fucking loser.
Ha...but... Can I... um... can I please see?