I feel like it's like
I'm famous and like
interacting in a heartfelt
snark way with the social
media people but don't really
talk about my personal life? And
then my girlfriend just stopped
appearing in everything? Where
she had been in half the things,
thereabouts. So
I mean,
it took about a week or so
but people started piping up.
Chiming in in comments, hey
is Heather okay? Or hey are you
and Marjorie doing fine? Or
you get the idea. Whatever
the hell her name is they're asking
and "interested," whereas
I'm like half these people
just pop in every sixth post or so
and nobody reads all the prior comments,
so either I do a whole big "explanatory
post" which half won't see, or
I commit myself to updating
people a thousand times on the one-to-one
'til I finally explode somehow
and it's just not worth it. So
I don't even answer, not even
the first one. I just appoint myself
the keeper of the business and
go on about my heartfelt snark
in blithe blinders mode not noticing
the presumptuous and unwarranted
impositions of familiarity. She's
fine.
We're fine.
She just became a nudist okay?
It's none of you peoples' business
her personal decision sans clothes
and you know the platform standards
will not allow it. There's no way
to make this plain when
everybody's so used to my heartfelt
snark they think the whole thing's a prank
ten different incompatible ways. "Oh
they just decided hey what if you
disappear without notice? People
will be all like hey what!" Or "What
if to cover for your 'absence' I make up
a titillating, assulating ahemulating
story about it to put you in their
eyes and mind that way?"
Do you think she and I
would indulge in such childish
pranks when we've filled your feed
with childish pranks for the past
2 years, 8 months, 14 days
and 5 hours and counting?
Yeah, you probably do
and people? That's
part of the problem,
and why I refuse
to explain.
Make up your own explanation
and believe it: she
and I
are fine.
That's what I feel like it's like
except I'm not famous, ergo
none of the other shit happened
either. Still.
Sometimes it's like that
even when it's not like that
and can never be like that
again
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