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pretending I have interest
I sigh
as I once again
play the role of the captive audience...
my mind starts to wander
as conversations gyrate all around me
I have no need to remember
what is being said
because I've heard it all before.

As I am laughing on cue
something sensually slowly comes into view
now it's time to play the game
of what's your name
is there a mutual attraction,
just as we are talking
a blocker comes in stalking
there's no more honor there's no more manners
why do I try at all.

I walk into another room
someones dancing
as the music booms
I can see new memories being formed
from peoples reactions,
suddenly I'm caught in a conversational flow
about something I don't want to know
and I am trying to remember
I must conceal that I want to go.

My resistance to the indulgence
of observing peoples interactions
are always shattered
as I go to the places they get together,
the need for us to gather
and
to talk about things that don't matter
continues to fascinate me
in the strangest way.
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Resistance To The Indulgence

Contributed by UNKNOWN_UTOPIA on Saturday, 29th November 2014 @ 11:57:54 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

Chillin with some acqauintances
pretending I have interest
I sigh
as I once again
play the role of the captive audience...
my mind starts to wander
as conversations gyrate all around me
I have no need to remember
what is being said
because I've heard it all before.

As I am laughing on cue
something sensually slowly comes into view
now it's time to play the game
of what's your name
is there a mutual attraction,
just as we are talking
a blocker comes in stalking
there's no more honor there's no more manners
why do I try at all.

I walk into another room
someones dancing
as the music booms
I can see new memories being formed
from peoples reactions,
suddenly I'm caught in a conversational flow
about something I don't want to know
and I am trying to remember
I must conceal that I want to go.

My resistance to the indulgence
of observing peoples interactions
are always shattered
as I go to the places they get together,
the need for us to gather
and
to talk about things that don't matter
continues to fascinate me
in the strangest way.

Copyright Â© UNKNOWN_UTOPIA ... [ 2014-11-29 23:57:54]
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Re: Resistance To The Indulgence (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Sunday, 30th November 2014 @ 12:07:10 AM AEST
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this is brilliantly intriguing, such a natural easy flow and
tangible imagery, simply beautiful from title to last line!

hugs n' love nessa

Re: Resistance To The Indulgence (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 30th November 2014 @ 12:17:58 AM AEST
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This is flowing, beautifully
perfect verses...
As I am laughing on cue ---
Next
I walk into another room
Next
My resistance to the indulgence
"The need for us to gather
and
to talk about things that don't matter
continues to fascinate me
in the strangest way"

Really?
Is something I'm sure you didn't say,
Who would listen if you did, or ask why
or... would they say,
Go on... in angry tone
If you did?

I like that word, "Indulgence"
It would would be a fine perfume that
smells like an old drunks breath
living on the street on Thanksgiving day,
You must let him in, live the dream
The add would say

Sorry, this is really a good poem, sorry for darkening the mood.Now I'm playing grandma... or the sweet aunt who is silent and cooks over a hot stove for days... with those lost eyes that say really...and make you feel extra guilty

Peace!

Re: Resistance To The Indulgence (User Rating: 1 )
by softerware on Sunday, 30th November 2014 @ 09:59:05 PM AEST
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Bar talk.. the non-speak language for the sake of hearing a voice besides your own. This poem speaks of a ballet; all the parts pre-scripted. The fascination for me is that I long to connect, and you beg the question in your last line…"why?".
As the drop of water in the pond..the talk may be inconsequential, but the ripples are mesmerizing.
You suggest that we need not be profound to be of value, and I concur!
softerware

Re: Resistance To The Indulgence (User Rating: 1 )
by deadreckoning1983 on Monday, 1st December 2014 @ 01:08:22 AM AEST
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I couldn't but laugh at the first two stanzas, as I know this feeling all too well. Very welcome for the title btw. Very great closing stanza. I feel a lot of what is being conveyed here. Great job!

Re: Resistance To The Indulgence (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Thursday, 4th December 2014 @ 03:30:30 PM AEST
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Yep. Pretty much. Love how you wrote this, and even why you wrote it.

LOL at the blocker. Made me laugh. Good job.

~Scorp

Re: Resistance To The Indulgence (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Friday, 27th March 2015 @ 01:09:18 AM AEST
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well now, another great one.
At least I know you've been busy since I've been absent. smiles

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