POEM OF THE WEEK: Heaven Looks a Lot Like Facebook Marketplace

I sat at my laptop on a rainy spring night

Trying in vain to furnish my Sansom rental

The current tenant wouldn’t sell furniture without a fight

Next I tried Instagram, I was going mental

The messages I got were pricey and judgmental

Then my roommate told me about a special online space

Somewhere truly magical and transcendental

Heaven looks a lot like Facebook marketplace

On the very first page I saw the most enticing post

“Free blue velvet couch” it read in bold

“My dream couch” I said aloud, unafraid to boast

Sure, I was a little worried about mold

And it looked a kinda tired and old

Never mind that, I was drawn into the chase

I was ready to lug it to my dorm despite the cold

Heaven looks a lot like Facebook marketplace

I continued to scroll, looking for a platform for my bed

And read the listing “QUEEN BED FRAME”

It was exactly where I imagined I’d rest my head 

It was classic and black, not at all lame

On it I could imagine hookups with my latest flame

I sent the seller a message, ready to close the case

Maybe I could get it cheaper if I played his game

Heaven looks a lot like Facebook marketplace

It has everything you’d want, in 10 miles or nearer

Ben and Jerry Dunks, Lego collection, Pink glass vase

Entertainment center, night light, vbig mirror

Heaven looks a lot like Facebook marketplace