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Lonely Heart

I enter an ad on the internet that I hope will get me a call: "We found you a girl; a pretty girl. We'll fix you up. Hey, she picks you; so, give her a whirl." I open my 'In Box,' and midst spam and my docs, her email jumps out at me. My heart starts to sound like a dog at the pound who's lonesome and sad and noisy. But, here's my dilemma: too many a nemma- tode* wants to wiggle in and jiggle in my hard drive. So, to stop 'em I've got to block 'em: to tell how, I can't begin. Do I 'open' or not? The question is fraught; it rattles, it addles my brain. Then her aura drifts for me, and as it wafts o'er me I hit the key: "failuretoachieveanerectionmorethan50%ofthetime..." * A nemmatode is a round worm that infests humans not computers, but I plead poetic license.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 9/5/2011 4:48:00 PM
I know it wasn't supposed to be comedy but I the last line was pretty funny. I have to do a computer one now and 'borrow' that idea.
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Date: 7/28/2011 9:11:00 PM
Very creative and enjoyable expressions,hn
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Date: 7/27/2011 7:51:00 AM
May your inspiration be long lived and your life be filled with many wonderful years of writing and of sharing your excellent poetry. I enjoyed reading your poetry this morning John. Love, Carol
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