Poem: Wrong Number

He’s another Captain Kirk

another dead connection

constellation lightning struck

vehemently star fallen

false sighting mirage

of false saints and profits

seemingly true

mixed match scuffle

shuffle the fate of dice

incompatible red zone flash

missed consolation fumble

undeliverable

a hang up dial tone

coercion and desertion

failed useless thread

lost in the woods

following clues

to a dead end

devil’s bargain

not worth my time

not worth my soul’s

refined golden rhyme

my appled heart

shattered and healed

resealed numerous occasions

without the magic word

the door remains invisible

my castle is atop

steep glass hills

timelessly away

give up

go away

from my heaven.

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  1. Powerful and poetic juxtaposition of imagery from different times and places- from the futuristic Captain Kirk of Star Trek to the old hang up dial tones of phones from the ’70s and early ’80s to the timeless imagery of fairy tales such as being lost in the woods and castles atop hills with magic words and invisible doors.

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    1. Thanks Christopher, I like your concise summary of my writing themes 🙂. I’m a child of the 70s and 80s, I’m drawn to those pop culture and nostalgic references. I don’t think kids read fairytales anymore, it’s a shame, so much imagination in those old stories.🌋🏝🧜‍♀️

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