Prompt- Forgotten Technology
This goes beyond the tampered noises that prevail today
silence ruffle under the sheets of abrupt behaviour.
If I talk,
let me talk to you about the mottled photos
of yesterday’s yellow sun
a wildflower blooming under my chin
spreading across the lunatic nights of hum
Death too had come on many occasions,
looking at your obscure spots in my album.
That did not stop there.
A ligament or two did rupture in the old records,
//Burning. Aching. Burning.//
The body became a range of toxins,
wild with a blue winged heavy eye.
These eyes would flip through rotten memories looking at the old telephones,
Looking at a thing dying so carelessly.
Death is an art- as I do not refuse the facts.
The days were simple on record players with my hesitation staying on top of it.
Loose wires of phones. Vintage blurred memories of hands and cupboards
Of lemons and the sniff of a heavy weighted lady
that filled my room
the time that taught of enormous voices revolving inside the gut.
Pain. A fancy circle of construction of mind.
I do not claim to sew the motion of consciousness here.
Take time to ingest a list of fury.
Screams through hard-boiled eggs and a toaster cracking between the unheard voices of the parents.
It stays in memory. Not in the old stained yellow book-shelves.
Few things travel through drama and enter into a raw state of reality.
A tapestry that hangs, looms in the gloomy corners of forlorn memories.
So very vivid 🖤
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Thank you!:)
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It’s always my pleasure to read what you sow
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So honored.
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This has a beautiful vintage essence to it, a perfect portrayal of the lost time ❤
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Hey, nice to see you Sam.
Thank you.
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The imagery is beautifully vivid and the surrealism touch of vintage essence brings a memory to hold and cherish.
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The world will remember you. You create so many images in my mind and I wonder what connects them. It’s beautiful. Your poems make me curious.
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You make me blush, each time. So glad to have you.
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Amazing words..glad I could find these words again😍😍❤️
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Hi.
Thank you for such kindness.
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Oh my! Vintage bliss and burns. Beautiful!🤩
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So kind.
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😊😊
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Very nice
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Such vivid imagery. I love the way you use metaphors. Seems just flows out of yourself but I am sure it takes herculean effort. 💛❤
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