the glow of the screen
lit up the key board
in past midnight darkness
on some lonely site
the popup read
when will you die?
sometimes
the blocker is no
match for reality
and
reality
no match for
lonely nights
the glow of the screen
lit up the key board
in past midnight darkness
on some lonely site
the popup read
when will you die?
sometimes
the blocker is no
match for reality
and
reality
no match for
lonely nights
July 11, 2008 at 12:04 am
I LOVE this! The actual link in the middle of the poem is awesome. What a great device. But the poem itself speaks deeply. Loneliness…death. Haunting beauty. I cannot wait until your book comes out, Scot.
July 11, 2008 at 1:35 am
thanks Julie–
July 11, 2008 at 7:45 am
In the words of the immortal Scot Young ‘good one’. Really liked the link too…..shudder.
July 11, 2008 at 8:14 am
Building the link into the poem is excellent, an examploe of how web based poetry can add value. Scary link though,
July 11, 2008 at 12:31 pm
Also surprised by the link in the middle but the second stanza really gets me — full of profound insight.
July 11, 2008 at 5:37 pm
Jo
I clicked it–damn
July 11, 2008 at 5:38 pm
scary indeed Juliet–but hey–not real is it…?
July 11, 2008 at 5:39 pm
nathan
I added it–had not intended to but it does add I think–or does it?