The application for the new age's job
And a current of applicants
All of them wanting to starve
From real lives, a touching specter
The maximum expression of decadence
Without the need to bring out the sold out
Flashing and echoing, despair is displayed
In such rooms filled with waste
Human waste, sunken in their own dirt
They rot by themselves, ignored
Who knows if they had a meaning
Outside the 2D living from the art
An unreal beauty after all, they fall
Grasping the meanings of cartoons
And with hallucinogen tricks, brought to life
Are the new models of feminine beauty
While the phobia takes control of fear
Fear of the related, humankind itself
Enclosed in their little world of insanity
A warm home with all of their needs
The same oxygen breathed day after day
Disappointed of reality, they stare
Every single day
At their own nonexistence, played endlessly
Author notes
http://www.reduxpictures.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2006/02/JWD_Hikikomori_01.jpg <- Used as a prompt. I don't know who to credit for this picture.
A contest entry
- :::Dive into a picture and paint its heart in pale words::: by x-Black-Butterfly-x.
1000 points, ended July 20, 38 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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this is a wonderful take on the prompt, and I apologise that you have to find your own prompt but i think it suited your style of writing amazingly as you have put a lot of detail and relatable phrases within this piece. a wonderful write. well done. you are being marked out of 10.
cinfullydelicious-8/10
me-8/10 -
Nice take sir...
Really like this poem. It captures the prompt very well and I think goes way oiutside the boundaries that are normally associated with interpretation. The idea of such a living choice or condition is displayed through your thrashing reality. Would probably change of to in or at in the second to the last line as a polish. Interesting as always!
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