Down the wire

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Down the wire

His eyes can’t see as
his hand reaches out
for love down a twin
cabled coloured monster. No
love but fingers move with
the constant expectation
of a hungry child. When
will you love me he shouts
but muffled voices and
long silences are all he can
hear. A gentle swelling of the
eyes and he withdraws to
the dark cave of numbness and
pain.

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5 thoughts on “Down the wire

    • I often wonder if looking for love on the internet isn’t a bit dysfunctional. Mind you it’s the way it’s going nowadays. Surely face to face is better thank through the keyboard. Thanks for reading my poem.

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