– stalker’s remorse –

The narrative of Zack & Miri

plays out on the screen,

bold, with no repentance,

with Craig stealing his scenes.

The narrative of Vic & Gouda

unfolds ‘fore my eyes,

bold, with full affection,

and grins can’t disguise

 

my longing for…

a narrative of my own,

my craving for…

full affection full grown.

 

The cell phone of my kin

unveils itself to me,

with Facebook left alone

for me to take a peep.

The Friends List of my kin

shows glances to steal,

as peeping takes its course

and stalking reveals

 

my longing for…

a status to share,

my craving for…

a love I can bear.

 

And it’s

not the same, not the same

like my younger years. These

Friends have grown;

they’ve moved along,

tasting new tears. It’s

not the same, not the same; their

seeds have been sewn. These

seeds have grown;

they’ve sprouted strong…

with narratives of their

 

own…

own…

own… with

narratives of their

own…

own…

own.

 

 

D.J. Whisenant

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2 thoughts on “– stalker’s remorse –

  1. Stalker’s Remorse. I knew that title would take me to some powerful content –painful, personal, hopeful, fearful — full, full, full of yesterdays, todays — geez! Listen to me! Thanks for sharing yourself, D. J.

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