Out Of The Blue

Poetry, Day Six: Screen

You’re reading these words on a screen. Screens — comforting, addictive, inescapable — are everywhere, especially when we read and write (and blog). Today, write a poem about, against, or in homage to the screens in your life. Or write about some other kind of screen — for example, the one stretched across your window, or the piece of cloth on which movies are projected at the theater.

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It chased me in my dreams

it chases me when I wake

Facebook

              why do you follow me

              into the bathroom?

Facebook

              why do you care what I eat

                                          what I wear

                                              what I think?

Are you a God?  A Devil? A Demon?

      You judge my harshly Facebook, you frown upon me, scold me

         When I chose to think

             for myself

                   or chose to be

                                alone.

Facebook

               You ask when I sin

                       when I vote

                           when I’m good

                                      and when I’m bad.

                                          Did I fly a Rainbow flag?

                                             Did  I weep for the kittens

                                                left in a bag, on a road

                                                    all alone

                                                         defenseless in the cold?

Facebook

                                                 Do you think you

                       are

                                 Santa Claus?

My Mom or my Dad?

                                           Because I  know you are not

                           I’m glad you’re not.

  You have

no passion

no Soul

housed

in your cyberbones.

Facebook

   I wish we could

pull your plug, cut  your cord

 live again

without

stating

repeating

endlessly

relentlessly

to the very end

of each and every day.

Facebook

How can we turn you off, turn you away, live for the moment

 without looking down

without looking away.

We can live out of the blue.

Facebook

we

existed

without you

before.

Bill Traylor
Bill Traylor

Author: animar64

I write- the rest is filler

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