The Onliners

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welcome to the club
of lonely souls
where there should be hearts
we just have holes

we're always crowded
but there's always room
sour drinks with friends
true despair in bloom

here's a nice guy
unattached as yet
always looking for a woman
that he's never met

a shy young lass
peeks from in her shell
too afraid to leave
her personal hell

that lusty fellow
sipping bitter tea
longs for women like
those on his PC

this fetching mom
most men would cherish
watched her children thrive
as her love perished

time and circumstance
wore us down, it seems
we've lost our hopes
but not our dreams

true, its a dour mob
but don't yet grieve
once you're completely numb
then its time to leave

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sandspikesandspikeabout 20 years ago
Get on get out...

You have listed it all and did it quickly, I like

this one.

Syndra LynnSyndra Lynnabout 20 years ago
This stanza

this fetching mom

most men would cherish

watched her children thrive

as her love perished

is the best. Seems a little bit of a downer. Maybe you're right, though. I enjoy my time online, but then I am here for the poetry!

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