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Albeit Twisted

by Ken Harnisch

I’ve got nothing to hide, she said
And I so wanted to tell her
That was true

She puts her life on
The social network for everyone
To see, believing honesty will
Somehow save her from the
Dragons that duplicity has
Scorched the rest of us with
Its unremitting fire.

Well, maybe. I’m still of
The mind to let idealism
Hold sway somewhere
Even if my own view of it
Is now as yellow as my liver.

But I have to ask: what’s
Sacrosanct? To what extent
Must I know of her comings and goings?
Into which bedroom will I be invited next,
And must I really know what goes on
Beneath the sheets?

I could avert my eyes;
Lord knows I’ve been doing that all my life
And have a Masters in seeing only what
I wish to see. But then I’d be accused of
Ignoring her, and in both our minds
That would be the bigger crime.

So she’s got nothing to hide
And there’s nothing I wish to know.
Helluva way to run a railroad, as
The man once said, but in the schizoid
Ruins I suppose you could say this is
One –albeit twisted - definition of love.

09/30/2011

Posted on 09/30/2011
Copyright © 2016 Ken Harnisch

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristine Briese on 09/30/11 at 09:01 AM

Twisted is the word, all right. A very accurate commentary on a national craze, made personal.

Posted by George Hoerner on 09/30/11 at 09:02 AM

I think that for some the 'social networks' are just a place to emote and tell everyone that they have a life. Nice write Ken.

Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 09/30/11 at 09:18 AM

Especially verses 4 and 5 -> my head nodding in so many yeses, as I reach around the for another hit of idealism...

Posted by Charlie Morgan on 09/30/11 at 10:16 AM

...ken, gooooood write, meboy! i so-love your title and the way you wrote this one...alawys glad to see your "twisted" ways of writing...

Posted by Joan Serratelli on 09/30/11 at 01:51 PM

i could not agree more. Social networking is getting way out of control. I found out my kid got married over coffee one morning. People will (and do) post totally inappropiate,personal tidbits of information. It's .... YOU NAILED IT!

Posted by Mo Couts on 09/30/11 at 02:53 PM

You hit the nail RIGHT ON THE HEAD! You're so very right about all of these things. Even as a young person I find that social networking is much more open than I'd prefer.

Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 09/30/11 at 06:28 PM

I'm definitely feeling this way about love these days. Brutal and brilliant.

Posted by David Maurice on 10/01/11 at 12:06 AM

How much is too much? I think we've past that limit as well.

Posted by Laura Doom on 10/01/11 at 07:12 AM

I'm sure she'll derive gratification from having inspired this paragon of ex-positions. I guess twisted is the new mundane, while this undoubtedly qualifies as a true classic...

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/01/11 at 10:59 AM

Loved those last two stanzas.

Posted by Dawn Davidson on 10/02/11 at 04:40 PM

i have a big agreement with you on this; but me think some just, have nothing else that really connects them, like sex, and hence the need to recount it...its what they may be their best at...

Posted by Dawn Davidson on 10/03/11 at 12:13 PM

ANOTHER IDEA: LETS NOT BE TO HARD ON THE TEMPLE GODDESSES, A LONG HISTORY OF CELEBRATED LIBIDO...THEY ARE INDEED LIKE PAINTERS, GATHERING EVERY MOMENT, LIKE, IT JUST HAPPENED..I DON'T KNOW, BUT THERE IS SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL ABOUT THE PERFORMANCE, AND HOW THEY DECIPHER IT..MAYBE NOT ONE OF HIGHER ART FORMS, BUT HAY, TO SATISFIED ANOTHER LETS NOT MAKE TO LIGHT OF IT...TRULY IT COULD BE A SELF ACTUALIZING EXPERIENCE, THE COURAGE TO BED WITH ANOTHER, AND LOVE THEM LIKE A MOTHER, PLUS MORE.. NOT THAT THAT OFTEN, BUT SOMETIMES I LOVE TO HEAR OTHERS STORIES OF THEIR NIGHT ENCOUNTERS WITH LOVE'S TONGUE...I THINK IT IS KINDA CUTE; AND BETTER THEN BEING NASTY TO ANOTHER. OH YES, THE ANCIENT ART, OF GIVING PLEASURE...THE KAMA SUTRA; IN SOME COUNTRY, TRIBES PEOPLE, GROUP TOGETHER, TO HEAR OF THE NIGHT'S LAVENDER, CLAPPING AND SWEET LAUGHTER..PLEASED WITH PLEASURE, THANKFUL TO THE GODS OF SENSUAL SELECTION...I AM A ARTIST, I LIKE TO SEE AND HEAR CHEMISTRY OF THIS NATURE, IT INSPIRED MY WORK..ON OCCASION...THE BOTTOM LINE I FEEL, IS IN OUR TRIBAL GENES, NOT SO LONG AGO, THERE WAS MORE COMMUNION OF INTIMACY..AND CELEBRATION OF SMALL, POSSIBLY BUT DEFINING EXPERIENCE LIKE SEX; AND PEOPLE WANT TO SHARE THAT OVERFLOW, HOWEVER THEY CAN..IF ANYTHING THIS SOCIAL NETWORK FULFILLS A DEEP AND ANCIENT PART OF THE SOUL'S DESIRE TO BE PART OF A LARGER TRIBE; ON SOME LEVELS ITS REALLY WONDERFUL..JOSEPH CAMPBELL, RENOWN SOCIOLOGIST SPEAKS ALOT ABOUT THIS...

Posted by Amy Manning on 10/04/11 at 08:18 AM

You've managed to convey your voice very well.

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 10/07/11 at 11:22 AM

Another jem of poetic expression, Ken, dealing with a very simple and yet complex subject. Excellent title, love how the text and substance builds to it and that unforgettable last line.

Posted by Alison McKenzie on 10/08/11 at 11:21 PM

It can be rather disconcerting to find the intimate bits aired in a public/social forum. Thanks to the Internet Gods for making the entire world a smaller place to vent? It is amazing, how much more I seem to know about my children and various other relatives, along with folks whose goings-on I'd rather not be witness to. Well said, Ken.

Posted by Shannon McEwen on 10/09/11 at 01:26 AM

I really like this, the truth of it. Social networks have opened us up to a whole new view into people we don't always want to know that much about!

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