Sent into a tail-spin of desperation;
wondering if ever the online
romance would be sharp enough
to slice through the jilted camera
that played on their lives, honed the skin that
held them together.
Often they would spoon under the glaring screen-light,
seriously considering where the other was driving at.
Mostly they enlisted tender corruption to speak on their behalf;
revolving in cylindrical nostalgia, bent from weeks of corroded impression,
angry and pouring their lies on a keyboard.
Author notes
This is a poem about an online love-affair. It is a love poem, under the layers of cynicism...Mostly because the subjects in this poem continue (unwritten, implied, between the lines) continue this projected charade of love and hate.
It does seem to lack concrete imagery...any assistance in that department would be greatly appreciated.
A contest entry
- PIF Word Bank by Mathiasthom by MathiasThom.
850 points, ended August 3, 2008, 5 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Go ahead and rip it apart!
Comments
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Thanks, but not what I'm looking for at this time.
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Nicely done to grab up the Gold in this contest, well deserved for this word bank write. I liked it...Scott
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good
Go ahead and rip it apart?
hmmmm, I actually like this... I never know what to expect with these word banks...
So, a nice job on this
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