Utterly ashamed and alone -------------------------------------------
I found beauty in a convenience store
Hidden in a corner, passed out on a shelf
Totally subdued by volatile substances
I instantly recognized the barcode
Tattooed on the back of her neck
The price was right
So I tried to put her in my shopping cart
There was not enough room for her
And she just wouldn’t wake up
Maybe screaming would have made her move
But the store policy implied absolute silence
I started poking her and pulling on her hair
The surveillance cameras caught me
And a salesman arrived, to inform me
That no tampering with the goods was allowed
I abandoned her and quickly left the store
Utterly ashamed and alone
first of all, thanks for the comments on "green" and yes, this is a different approach...but so so clever...i love the use of the convenient store as local for what happens in the poem...excellent analogy...
and then getting kicked out of the store for tampering with the goods...lol
this makes me want to read more of your work, and i shall...immediately...
i found this intriguing and original, almost comic in a way, yet sad for obvious reasons. to buy love from a shelf, or even something approaching it, cannot be done... as of yet, until those personal robot manufacturers in japan start upping the ante... but i digress.
it seems many can't read between the lines here...
mmm interesting.. umm I'm not sure what you are implying here. You've left me wondering what exactly you are writing about... mmm everything fits at first it didn't seem like it was going to but I get it all. Just not aware of the underline meaning