Poem #2,752 | Could we [now] agree

Could we [now] agree that we
are tired of dating sites & app-
shenanigans [& yarn flaunting]
as I don’t believe photographs
are honest companions in this
lie explosion – I am tired of it –
eyes shaded by glasses – shots
of distant bodies – resurrected
Polaroids – you fib – you post a
snip from 2010 & have not any
shame [again I ask be honest –
do not stretch auld skin] – Am
I alone in such complaints? As
we sit [faced] your truth fades
by time’s untouch of level – I’ll
appraise your wrinkle in years
set in [we shouldn’t lie again]