Revival Rap

Her heart
is a touch screen

all smudged and smeared

Stains of the past
block our connection

Yesterday interferes

Memory offers no protection

All that she endured
needs to be wiped clean

Total reboot required

Love can bring her back
if she is still receptive

and we are willing
to fight our way through
the fear of rejection
when the ghost comes to

smudged touch screen


About @stgreenie

I am my own best friend because I do so enjoy my company

3 responses to “Revival Rap”

  1. hypercryptical says :

    Such is the connection – or lack of it – of transitory connections…
    Anna :o]


  2. hypercryptical says :

    PS; I don’t know why you don’t visit – and link to – poetry sites that are not necessarily WordPress Steve. There is a big wide world out here which is available to you! And also the belief that you can’t comment on Google blogs is just an untruth!
    Widen your horizons and increase your comments!
    Anna :o]


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