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eye padding
by Laura Doomwith a gesture
i can bridge
the digital divide
make you up
close and personal
idealize your imperfections
or take you
from distance
with a light-
fingered pinch
when you are short-
handed
i can b there 4 u
i, the author
of your downfall
can read you
like a book
i can
can be
the ultimate receptacle
for your acquisitive I
until temptation bites
the hand that feeds
my inquisitive eye
i will swipe you
from the face
of the earth
while your head
is in the cloud
the kill or cure
non sequitur—
your future
is written in stone
still your heart
aspires to be
the app of my i
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Scent from my ichor 11/11/2012 Author's Note:
Edited 04-03-14 [UK date format]
Edit #2 24-03-14 [UK]
Edit #3 12-04-14 [UK]
Posted on 11/11/2012
Copyright © 2024 Laura Doom
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 11/11/12 at 03:33 PM "Draw blood." Wow. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 11/11/12 at 07:22 PM This is quite agressive, even made me feel uncomfortable. But that's what a poem should do, evoke all the senses. Nice work Laura, and good to read you again. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 11/11/12 at 07:37 PM Truly a poem of the modern techno age. And me without a smart phone. Only by observing my adult kids manipulate their pads and phones do I get this very clever work. I especially loved that 2nd to last stanza, but the "your heart that aspires to be the app of my i" - brilliant! This could be a marketing tool ad for some innovative advertising agency. (seriously) |
| Posted by Richard Vince on 11/12/12 at 09:16 PM it's that G word again. it's appeared in my brain. marvellous stuff. :) |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 11/12/12 at 10:06 PM you floor me! |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 11/14/12 at 01:52 PM This is clever and wonderful. But do I detect something else in the eye that might need be wiped away. |
| Posted by Jim Benz on 11/16/12 at 10:21 PM I don't know about ipads, but my kindle keyboard is covering up this comment box and no amount of swiping or pinching is going to allow me to know what I'm really saying here--I've been rendered eyeless. Which, right now, seems sort of I-less. And appropriate. |
| Posted by Nadia Gilbert Kent on 12/09/12 at 07:15 PM Oh online dating... |
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