All You Can Eat?

What harm am I
Doing in meeting those
Surfing for dates online
And yet the feeling grows
That this isn’t right
This isn’t good for me
Discarding one, taking another
My mental health’s in jeopardy
See, the more you dismiss,
The more you commoditise
The more you feel numb
And your heart, you neutralise
By all means, sort the pile
Take the chaff from the wheat
But remember to choose.
This isn’t an “all you can eat”