Virtual FantasyA Poem by Odin RoarkMedia’s model of seduction struggles, as virtual reality’s beta testing explodes. See---http://appcity.org/blog. For some of us, the old fashioned way is just fine… extra fine.
Virtual Fantasy
by Odin Roark So innocent they But three years old Wanting parent look Upon their face First on paper Crayon scribbles Then long waits Yearly Halloween And make-believe Come paint-on tats Just like mommy daddy On leg Neck Heart Then to legal age innocence Crow’s feet cover Cheekbone carving Botox injections Steroid Adams Enhancement Eves Fast forward Beneath gender façade Lurks a swirling cauldron Marveling in grease slick color Oil running hot Engine never cold To be Is not to be Man and woman Where molten-hardened Eruptive cycles So often masked Addictively rush tomorrow’s reality Meanwhile History ever fading Continues priming expectants Reminding Barbie doll captives And GI Joe dreamers Tomorrow’s headgear fantasy Comes with warning Virtual sympathy Not included © 2014 Odin Roark |
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Added on January 30, 2014 Last Updated on January 30, 2014 AuthorOdin RoarkTalent, ORAboutBackground in NY/LA entertainment and arts, Now Novelist/Poet/Humanist. Two novels published: ECHOSIS, 3 WAY MIRROR. Poems published in "Said and Unsaid" Vol 1. In 2012 - 2 volumes of my poetry were.. more.. |

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