Indifference. A poem.

She was indifferent at first— A wall to ascend, Of dubious propriety. My insouciant charm Is made to break bricks, To render mortar Into dirt and water, To make a difference From indifference. For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and TheContinue reading “Indifference. A poem.”

The Year of Living Dangerously.

Is love hard to find? In today’s fast moving and super-connected society, it can be. And for those of us who are shy, awkward, socially inhibited, or just plain old, it can be dang near impossible (yeah, old people use ‘dang’. What’s that, they don’t? Oh, shut up). That’s where dating apps come in. NoContinue reading “The Year of Living Dangerously.”

Backseat. A poem.

Random musings and the explicit constancy of touch, a quickening cadence strafing the scene like machine gun fire. This beckoning equivalent, captured in steamy windows and whispered expectations. Here on this unsubtle backseat, fertile new world exploration begins and ends. The All or the Nothing is my first e-book of poetry. To find out howContinue reading “Backseat. A poem.”

Tinder Time. A poem.

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 theContinue reading “Tinder Time. A poem.”

Online Dating Sellout

Okay, okay. I admit it. I sold out. I downloaded Tinder. If you have read my previous online dating posts (here, here, here, here and here), you’ll know that I was vehemently opposed to Tinder because of the considerably biased rep the poor app, and its users, have (note how I am now sounding moreContinue reading “Online Dating Sellout”