Ode to a blinking message light
There you flashed,
blinking on and off
taunting me
teasing me
daring me to pick you up.
I resisted,
No good can come
From your charms
Only call me and email me
Get something that I need.
So I let you blink away
You silly message light
Until I am ready for you
To take you on
And do your bidding
blinking on and off
taunting me
teasing me
daring me to pick you up.
I resisted,
No good can come
From your charms
Only call me and email me
Get something that I need.
So I let you blink away
You silly message light
Until I am ready for you
To take you on
And do your bidding
posted by Air Time at 12:40 PM
6 Comments:
We are having a debate here whether you purposely meant to use the message light as a euphemism for a hooker. We've got high stakes going on this...
I'm glad you're taking another stab at poetry. Thanks for making this one clean.
Sometimes a message light is just a message light. Is the imagery from hookerville...wel, that's for the reader to decide and interpret.
I hope you're saving your poems to publish one day, they're really very good
They don't call it the "red light district" for nothing.
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