t.v dinners

Cherry

By hoalarg1

Thu, 28 Jul 2016
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Our fingers flick across shining screens
like front line soldiers
bent over and jerky
tip-tapping a forgotten password
into blank spaces

Your t.v dinner cooling
mine colder still
we're busy, so busy
while the background newsreader
provides a noise for us to 
hide in

I glimpse you
deadened by Facebook 'likes'
and I remember how your android once
made us one
my mood a reflection of your sms kisses 
before bedtime

There remains,
through this distorted line,
everything to say
but for these mute lips
as our faces glow
in this dying light

 

Certificate U
Poem
Rainbow World
Love

Comments

Submitted by seashore on

Reading through your poems, I get a sense of melancholy - or is it just me?  Anyway, for what it's worth I do like the connection, then disconnection here,  as expressed through technology - which is how we tend to communicate these days, either in front of, or from behind screens.  

Submitted by hoalarg1 on

 thank you seashore for your comments. Definitely melancholic. This is where I feel at home when I write. It's a long story, one I hope to share on Abc soon.