An Insta Story (Or Poem)
(This poem is also available as a parody rap and video here)
What seems to be a nonstop stream,
Fine dining and living the dream.
Correspondence bias, ego plates,
we compare but no one relates.
Your mind on poses for posting,
loses senses, stops noticing.
Letch, Letch, Letch the ego,
Misty, Misty, Misty the dream.