Pindaric Ode For People Who Lose Themselves Too Easily in YouTubeLand*

Why do they act and put to film
What they think is their dream?
So we’ll watch YouTube ’til we scream?
In closets of the Internet
Clowns, ghosts and sands do dance
We click and peer, watch and refresh–we cannot look askance.
As waves of pixels drift on screen
Deep, beautiful, ing full of mean…
Piercing iris, pounding brain
Our powered laptops doth remain
To steal our time, and laughing, taunt us
Internet memories intend to haunt us.

*Thank you, Rick, and I hope you feel better soon!