A Well-Curated Life   Every pose is posted just as quickly as she can every brag is boasted every brush against the man squeezing all the juice from every sorrow, every strife she’s living for the ages in her well-curated life living for the ages in her well-curated life   She’s toting up the followers and racking up the likes she’s covering her wall whenever inspiration strikes she’s sorting dirty laundry from the time she was a wife she’s lighting up the stages of a well-curated life lighting up the stages of a well-curated life   Heaven is a spotlight Hell is never being seen Heaven is a spotlight Hell is never being seen   She tends her busy in-box like a garden filled with sand she’s scripted all her TED talks and the movies that she panned her chosen words are guaranteed to cut you like a knife she’s living on the wages of a well-curated life living on the wages of a well-curated life   Heaven is a spotlight Hell is never being seen Heaven is a spotlight Hell is never being seen . . .     © Michael Fleming Brattleboro, Vermont August 2016