Permanent Deletion (a poem)

On an app to track
The trail of my past mail
Require the vocab to re-register
When logging on is like moving
Around the globe in a click
Without achieving a thing.
Carry a card to prove
The private details of my habits
Test the market for movements
Like club membership escalation
For global loyal passengers
Without travelling anywhere.
Feed a pocket pet in woods
The petty picky creature
Rally against the trust
Of a veggie hot snack
Diet wise in rubbish fuel
Without satisfying a cell.
Applaud a transnational bank
The trained professionals that net
Profit from published knowledge
Like thunderous weekend tutelage
Of guitar classes with fitness and finances
Without utilising a skill.


David A. Church

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