I must say, I mistook you for a friend.
Your blend of deceit and diversion,
A kind of a perverse version of intimacy
Limited though it may be
to 5,000 people.
But that’s the limit.
Ah, but the glory of the LIKES!
I can be the most popular guy in the world
Without stumbling outside of my damn apartment.
Witness Julian Assange.
Also witness the witless
Of American culture
Like a vulture
Down from the blue
Can be traced back to you
Your embrace is graceless
In the places where your presence