Goliath

 

Technology companies 

Are always reminding me

That I used to be younger,

Greener, more smiling,

And that things which feel very recent 

Are at least five years ago.

 

I don’t know why they do this.

Does it make them any money?

Does someone get a bonus

For making me feel old?

They’re selling my own past back to me,

But they’re selling it for nothing,

As if their quarterly profits

Take second place to causing people pain.

 

I have to get out - out, in the bright sunlight,

And leave my phone in the car,

Or better yet, at the bottom of a lake.

I have to defeat

Three billion-dollar companies 

Just to take a walk

In the shadow of the shifting leaves.