Bless #Instagram for my clone
with quotes from X1V Sonnets from the Portugese
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
My life, I admit, is little more than photos
of police cars in disabled bays, on pavements,
obscure quotes, birthday cake, attempts
with biscuits, pasta, sourdough, all I've grown -
from fatter to a glut of plums. So clone,
since I've posted so little to measure
up to, love me for love's sake, that evermore,
now you've broken in, you're my reflection
in a place I won't revisit this lifetime, memory
of a silent pool where nothing's moved
or sung since that girl drowned. Mum told
the story on a walk. Picture me there, copy
my duckface and I'll picture you by a lockbox,
devoted bot, headless browser, mimicking
the numbers I twist into place, pirating Diptic
collages, libations from me and my Ixus.
Bless your punctuation of my name, formally
messaging my friends. A creature might forget to weep.
If thou must love me I donate my past asleep,
unaware of APIs. Is it you Logan or Richard953?
Oh, bot herder, spam bot, love on, reserve hotels,
sit on flights, scrape and crawl for me, mutate,
mutate, mutate. I bless your trick of thought,
the cloud you live in. Bless #Instagram, my clone.
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