I see you are old
and your thoughts young
that you miss the clack
of a taut-ribbon typewriter
and large cash, 10's, 20's
an assured walk over
unused sidewalks
diminished wind chimes
due to rain
wet as you are
tired of lipstick messages
and silent shopping bag
statues with thoughtful
large eyes
forecasts, pneumatic glass
bright black drop bouncing
water-beading leather
tranquilized, morose idiots
beneath a couple of three
agitated newspapers opened
vertically to day-glow
smithereens, the words
so suitable, the chrome
as sticky as the new disease
asleep, asunder,
a serenade
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and your thoughts young
that you miss the clack
of a taut-ribbon typewriter"
Love your opening act here JP, your word choices; morose especially telling. But how can anyone be sick of lipstick messages?
beneath a couple of three
agitated newspapers opened
vertically to day-glow
smithereens"
loved this.
this creates all kinds of images and thoughts
and leaves me wondering
to whom it is written.
Ol' Paint!
just one of many images to love in this
I said something like your first two lines to a smart phone salesman, who might have been 20, the other day. After I told him I was only old on the outside, he stopped talking down to me. I told him I needed the 4G so I could take better video and play Words with Friends with my children.