I made this right after watching the film, "Unfriended". An impulse poem, if you will.
|How can something so impersonal
Reveal so much about ourselves?
Anonymity is a weapon
That can both protect and destroy
Any life online.
Under a cover
A false identity
We are reborn into a seemingly free world
Free of connection
Free of blame
Free of consequence.
Some don't need a shield
To protect their identity.
All that is needed
Is a barrier,
A barrier that gives us the illusion
Though it fails to keep things truly private.
It's all temporary.
So maybe it's the utmost form of reality,
Which we mask behind euphemism,