When Evaluating Myself

When evaluating myself
The inclination is to pose
In best light, of course;
You know what I mean-
Shifting in the mirror
Just right; Hum! Which is
My best side today?
And if worse comes to worse,
There is always Photoshop;
The full version
Often needed
In my
Organic case....

How on earth
Did we ever image
Without computers?

I mean, total freedom!
The option to go anywhere--
Be anyone or anything;
Or dissolve
To password obscurity;
My hard-drive-soul
With trillions of bytes
Left, to covet or waste--
Magnetism sunken 
To new attractive lows;
Still-light 
Only negative 
Charges--

Here, voices surface:

Portraits remaining deeply
Obscured 
For blurred--

Things I wish I could
(Wanting to share)--
At the end of the day

Garbled by the silence
Of Distance Living
(Untouched, print-less walls
Of my electronic gallery)--
Sights and sounds
Only, perhaps, yet
Clearly heard 
By angels
And demons
Now sunken
To man-made hollows,
Those fanned
Cooling spaces
Of a Keyboard Society, 
Once coveted warmth
Our worse enemy....
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Deschler Avatar
November 22, 2016 at 6:48 PM
So much fuss is made about vanity these days, if only we would learn to love ourselves just as we are... I think everyone can relate to the feelings you've expressed here, Joe. Very well written!
P  Avatar
October 17, 2016 at 1:41 PM
Wow, what a timely piece. Metaphorical genius Joe. 'My hard-drive-soul With trillions of bytes' killer lines. An overwhelming 7 +
DiMino Avatar
October 22, 2016 at 5:07 PM
Thank you so much, Paloma; very kind of you. Have a beautiful day my friend!
Green Avatar
October 17, 2016 at 12:44 PM
Nicely done, love the analogies here. Indeed what did we do when all that was seen was us in all of unedited glory?
DiMino Avatar
October 17, 2016 at 12:45 PM
The thing that made is human...perfect! Thank you, Chris. Have a beautiful Day!
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