Apprehending, unseeing..
The multitude,decamping,
Single minded populace..
Thrusting forward,
With innumerable shank..
Devouring the uncustomary,
Coiling around the cadaver..
It proliferate,
To forage again..
This Social Media Centipede
A Plethora, which now
Entombs my kind..
Linked to dVerse. Kim is hosting. The prompt wants to write about an animal with human aspects or maybe human with animal aspects. (Although my poetic expression is more concentrated on Society, rather than human aspects).
Journey 
Nice write. It certainly feels like something carapaced and multi-legged a lot of the time.
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Ha! Great imagery of a slow (spiritual) death.
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Social media, the centipede. Relentlessly imposing itself on all aspects of our lives, and the effect is seen in personal, one-on-one communication. Guess I sound like the senior that I am, even though my phone is almost always within reach.
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Love that you accepted the challenge on a centipede… great connection to social media.
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How it consumes us all ~ Love the: This Social Media Centipede~
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Ha – that damned centipede is killing conversation, entombed we are.
Anna :o]
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Amazing lines in this poem. I especially like:
‘Thrusting forward,
With innumerable shank’
and
‘This Social Media Centipede
A Plethora, which now
Entombs my kind’.
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