Popping up, dropping down
And flashing from the margin
Look at me, look at this
Slinging sounds and catching fish
We know you want to read the news
But here darling, an ad for shoes.
I cannot read, I wail and gnash
Your stupid page is all awash
And know you that I always look away?
There’s words in here, you garish whore
Attention hog, cash-drunk bore
Substance lost in keno-blinking-flash.
Away with you, noisome beast
Hoarse hawker, attention leech
I shall not give you the satisfaction
Of commodifying my distraction
With appetite forsworn to sate
Choke on your own click bait.
