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Arcassin B Dec 2014
By Arcassin Burnham


Writing your number,
To make sure I remember,
On that cold December,
Lost with ember,
Her name was amber,
Lovely as ever,
Jesus Christ would be intrigued,
At the creation he presented,
With a smile like yours indeed,
And your eyes I forgot to mention,
The love you give is incredible,
And your character kissed my heart,
And I was lost.......
And I was lost,
Making me figure out that what I've lost,
Is only a figment of my imagination,
Writing your name and number on this bag,
Is my motivation.
It was a 555 number lol
Poetic T Oct 2014
All I got every time
Was this
Line
Is
Disconnected
Please try again later,
I had tried to dial
But you weren't answering
My calls,
How could you disconnect
What we had
Our line was connected
For so long,
Thoughts,
Emotions,
Love,
Were the voices at the end on the line.
But no matter
How many times I try,
"You'll not pick up"
I think your heart now rings for another
You
Disconnected
Me
So my receiver I put down
As the call never to be
Answered,
As our hearts are disconnected
Now from each other.
The tendril trees
Girdled, rootless, leafless, and lifeless
Planted Along trails
Blazed by the pony Express
DOT DOT DOT
DASH DASH DASH
DOT DOT DOT
Information fast

The tethered tress
Link each house online
So that lights will burn
Talk is text

Manners dictate it to be rude
Don't ring the phone at five
Its dinner time
Sadly
No one is home

Its the modern family plan
Rarely if ever is everyone
Together at once
The hearth is cold
The head of the table empty
No one is home

Da da ling da da ling da da ling
Hello Leave a message at the beep
Beep

The connected age
A virtual world of
Artificial togetherness

— The End —