Firstly I would like to thank everybody who is following my ‘Poem Attempts Weekend’ with me. Hope you’re enjoying them!
Although poetry is completely out of my comfort zone, I decided to throw romance into the mix.
This was another task for my university course. The task was to write a poem using or about technology. A pretty broad subject right?
I decided to focus partly on texts/texting, including stereotypical ‘text speech’.
But for now, here’s Poem Attempt 3!
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4 5683 968
Dazzled by the phone’s screen in the blackness,
Waiting for a text or call.
Staring at her name, I picture her within,
Outstandingly addictive stare,
Previous message, “its nt u its me”,
Patterns itself across my watering eyes,
The inner voice repeating the text,
That un-describable feeling from my stomach to my throat,
Salted tears fills my senses, hope disperse.
“plz dnt leave”, followed by 4 5683 968. Send.
Phone groans, light shines; burning eyes.
“needin space” comes the reply,
The brain freezes, the heart sinks,
I begin to type, what to say?
Beg her? Respect her plea?
Instead, I just type “4 5683 968”,
“I Love You”
By T. J. Blake