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Click hereevery poet charts a course
opening windows to their soul
yellow brick roads
stairways to hell
needs and fetishes offered up
placing emotions on keyboards
conjuring devils and angels
warp speed through a cyber brothel
entangled but unattached
a Literotican black hole
spurred on by the diehard 'Anonymous'
spurred on by the diehard 'Anonymous'
Each poet pulls something from within and pours it out via the keyboard hoping his inspiration and natural abilities will be enough.
A black hole?
Oh no, we're stuck at Lit
And have been sucked in
With creativity forever hidden.
i'm prob in trouble then.
writing is an addiction..
anyhow i loved the way you brought the point across
i won't say ouch though..i have a devilish smile happening.
anyhow..ty for your visit and your words..they are appreciated, xo fawnie
Kisses Sandy. And much love. This poet is honoured to be your subject...perhaps nude modelling follows? d.s.
thanks for the vote and I enjoyed visiting your site..this was my favorite...smiles/blue
The poem is enriched by the images each line immediately produces through the use of cliches. Each word, each line contributes to the overall meaning of the poem. I particularly like the line "warp speed through a cyber brothel." Great poem!