Tinder Time. A poem.

stevestillstandingMay 2, 2018Dating, Love, Poetry, WritingDating, Love, Online Dating, poem, Poetry, tinder, unrequited love, Writing

Flick left, swipe right.
A pallid, Saturday night
police line up of unambiguity,
measured by nervous
fingertip and amygdala.
A feature-filled array
of fatuous smiles
and narcissistic natures,
whereby motherly and mad
skip hand-in-hand with the
otherworldly and overwrought.
Consider this winsome
wheel of fortune,
spinning around and around
but never coming back to the one
I truly want
and can’t live without.

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6 thoughts on “Tinder Time. A poem.”

pascaleshealingjourney says:

May 2, 2018 at 12:39 am

Great poem. It’s put me right off online dating…

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1. stevestillstanding says:
  
  May 2, 2018 at 4:05 am
  
  Thanks, Pascale. I feel the same way, but unfortunately it’s all I’ve got lol 🙂
  
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Mairi says:

May 2, 2018 at 11:02 am

“motherly and mad skip hand-in-hand” Oops, this sounds like me sometimes. ..lol

Great poem, as always.

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1. stevestillstanding says:
  
  May 2, 2018 at 11:03 am
  
  Thanks, Mairi. That’s what it seems in my experience. I’m sure other guys have a better time of it lol 🙂
  
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richardaustinwriter says:

September 8, 2018 at 6:21 pm

Love this one.

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1. stevestillstanding says:
  
  September 8, 2018 at 6:30 pm
  
  Thanks, Richard! Much appreciated 🙂
  
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