The Lion Fan

The roar of the Lion Fan

pressed by our bed

we sit here divided by

a mutual wall of technology.

Each attending to his/her gadgets

in comfortable silence,

as the fan continues to roar like a Lion

trapped in its den.

Sometimes even when we are together

we need the spaces apart to each do

our own thing.

Your watching a movie most likely in Japanese,

as I write senseless verse onto my blog.

Hoping that my slightly worn, tattered feelings

appeal to the masses,

appeal to the other poets out there

trapped by a mouse and keyboard

with only their wits and words

left to linger

lightly

onto a type-written page, paragraph or sentence.

A modern hieroglyphic,

for a Modern Age.

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