The Artifice of the Rectangle

18 Mar
Friday night not a voice or text
the infernal pocket rectangle

a virtual loneliness rears up
eleven years the couple
drift apart in real time

partly by
a pandemic and jobs
forced isolation in separate places
the dependence on digital devices
plastic screen lit un-faces
gifs and emoticons
plus gray hairs and wrinkles

the encore wasted Friday nights
dating Amazon Prime

a body went to seed
on a queen size

4.1 7/4
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Posted by on March 18, 2022 in Poetry


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