I circumvent red-lit mirrored ball scenes.
My cake mask tastes better,
but the suitors no longer suit me.
Besides, moonlit hunts
preclude running the maze.
I can't even sleep through the sun anymore.
My bikini bathes in shadows of declivity.
In my new career as an hour glass,
I seize the last granules of
power and control with
a rigor mortus fist,
then shake it at the sky.
Technological enthusiasm
turned to e-male addiction
when my telephone divorced me.
I've learned not to believe
what they taught me in grade school.
Prime numbers do factor...
into livelode.
They are one through 39!
Author notes
Line 2: cake mask refers to the way foundation cakes
on aged skin / tastes is a pun and double
entendre
Line 14: e-mail is intentionally misspelled
Line 19: livelode is defined as "the course of life"
A contest entry
- SHADOWS OF DECLIVITY....PHRASE PROMPT 24HR....13/20 by Blue Rew.
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Comments
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Now this in an intellectuals love poem. I'm thinking I should read it again when I find the wisdom to analyze the results. ---- In the meantime I like the pictures between the lines. ---- Thank you.
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Excellent...well thought-out in it's metaphor and original word choices to invoke imagery. Very much enjoyed this clever take on the prompt
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I like the metaphore you used for foundation. Picked that one up before i read your AC and i love the intentionally misspelled "e-male". its great.
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