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Life Support

Author: Lynda
ASL Info:    26/F
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I thought of this poem when my sister's life seemed to come to a halt when she couldn't pay her bills. Kind of a funny concept, but still terrified her.

Life Support

Kept alive by the latest technology
Your link to the busy outside world
But memory can falter and fade
in these links as easily as in our own minds

The latest technology is kept alive by our money
It’s a vicious circle that keeps us dependent on each other
Without money, there’s no life support
Without life support, no life

With the passing of an overdue phone bill
Your voice is silenced
Desperately searching for a way to speak
You turn to a keyboard

Soon after, your internet connection fails.
You are trapped alone with your thoughts
Without any way to transfer them
to the rest of the world

As you begin to accept your demise
You lie alone with your ipod
Only able to communicate within yourself
Until the batteries die

Submitted on 2007-01-14 08:15:46     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  good poem, well written.the theme is great i never thought about it like this before. very original.modern convienences love them when they work, hate them when they breakdown, or in this case disconnected.just shows you how much we depend on them.nice work
| Posted on 2007-01-14 00:00:00 | by bogeyman | [ Reply to This ]
  I like this one a lot.

I admire your ability to keep the feelings of amusment and desperation beautifully blended.

It is amazing how much we depend on our modern conveniences. We are constanly telling eachother how much we hate these darn contraptions that keep us busy and blurred, but the moment we have them no more we feel so issolated we wanna scream.

Do you mind if I copy this and hang it in my house, with your name on it of course.
| Posted on 2007-01-14 00:00:00 | by lastdragon | [ Reply to This ]

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