The Grindr Carol

Another Tuesday night
Another endless scroll
My thumbs are numb
My spirit's taking its toll

They say love is out there
Waiting to be found
But here, it's just torsos
And that same old sound

Oh, the symphony of pings, the digital embrace
Another half naked torso, lost in outer space
Masc for masc he writes, then sends a pic of yikes
His face unknown, but I know what he likes

Discreet, he claims, just looking for a friend
Until three AM when the messages don't end
I close my eyes, I swipe, I sigh
Connection lost in WiFi lies

Tap tap ding I'm a modern man
With a ring light glow and a catch me if you can
Ping ping zap just a boy online
In a sea of GIFs and dotted line signs

Ding dong babe it's a queer ballet
Of headless pics and host or stay
But beneath the sass, the gloss, the beam
There's still a boy
With a grindered dream

He asked, what are you looking for
I almost said
A hug, a dog, a reason to delete this app

But I just typed
Depends