Conveyer belt love
You nearly ruined me
In the shallows, near the swamp
Where if it didn’t work out?
You dumped and moved on
What a horrible way to live
Nothing redeeming, nothing eternal
I was told; you’re born three centuries too late
For nowadays people are impatient and demanding
They throw away more than they earn
We’re The Plastic Generation … hell we’ll be buried in plastic urns
In this fettered landscape, it’s no easy thing to find
Something left beating, whole and strong.
Conveyer belt love began to make sense
A logical response to an unfeeling era
Where being let down could be replaced by a clone
If you are lonely, buy yourself a Japanese doll
When you are sad, blow something up, or put batteries in
TV for the masses, turn on, tune out, get an i-phone
Be tracked by faux Politicians and told how to vote
Go to sleep with unconscious messages trying to sell you more
Who cares about love, it’s a sham, a fait accompli, an overgrown child
All notions thrown out, along with 24/7 Porn
Your husband is jacking off as you think you’re meeting for your anniversary brunch
Your wife is screwing your boss, even the dog doesn’t love you, it’s all programming
Pavlov will surely tell you that and what about Skinner and his box?
Aren’t we all lab rats in fancy colored clothes?
Maybe the thing to do is join in and stop wanting real
Because real hurts when it turns out to be false
And plastic outlasts us, polluting the oceans it stands sinful testimony
On the beaches in India you find Starbucks straws and CocaCola bottles
We’re international now, the big conglomerates boast.
Conveyer belt love
You nearly ruined me
In the shallows, near the swamp
Still I think about ideals once in a while and imagine
What if, it were all different and we found our way back?
Would Cathy let in Heathcliff? Would Anna Karenina still jump?
And Diane Keaton in Ms Soffel? Would anyone be alive to understand?
Why we lived once for love and it meant the world
Even as it was so often an empty house of cards
What if
We got the Queen of Hearts?
Everyone I know still wants the Queen of Hearts, deep inside. But there are distractions ❤️❤️
The title is intriguing and leads one to want to read this poem. And these lines are what jumped out at me:
“On the beaches in India you find Starbucks straws and CocaCola bottles
We’re international now, the big conglomerates boast.
Conveyer belt love
You nearly ruined me
In the shallows, near the swamp
Still I think about ideals once in a while and imagine
What if, it were all different and we found our way back?
Would Cathy let in Heathcliff? Would Anna Karenina still jump?
And Diane Keaton in Ms Soffel? Would anyone be alive to understand?”
I love the expressiveness of them and the way they ended the poem.
I got it all baby! <3
Oh, my, two such poems in one day, one morning, and this one too brings on a song as companion. What else could it be but this?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X3IA6pIVank
Never stop digging.
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TheFeatheredSleep – Searching for the real in a plastic world
Even Science Shows
Mechanical Cognition
Destroys Social
Emotional
Physical
Empathic, Artistic,
Spiritual Intelligences
Folks Seem To
Think A Soul is
Only A Gift of Grace
Yet Look Around At
Nature That God Don’t
Give Away Survival
With Wings Who
Fail To Fly As
Bird Souls
Rot That
Way True
Even “Best
Buy” Has
Do Human
On the Employee
BreakRoom Door
Yet
That’s
Only To
Fool People
They Aren’t Robots
To Trap Them Into
Another 85 inch Reality
Lost
From
Writing
Our Never
Ending Stories
Doing The Do
Now Of Leaves
Living Feeding
Trees Roots Branching
Out Loving Dead Leaves
Feeding Soil Roots And
Seeds
As
Living
Trees
Resurrect
To Breathe
Again
Now
Meanwhile
Lost in HDTV
Machine
Rot Sitting Still 👨💻
oomph… this is perfection. Sad but true. Excellent piece, Candice. Truly excellent.
SO appreciate you saying that my snowsister
This should be added to The Manifesto. I can’t agree more wholeheartedly my talented friend.
Thank you very much for the reblog dearest Bob
Thank you so much my friend. I try. I really do.
ha ha ha! That gave me a big smile!
Thank you so much. I often think the way we handle ‘love’ these days is just so cold and conveyer-belt like, and I still believe in the real deal.
I agree! I completely agree! Distractions aside that is our goal!
Thanks For
Always Inspiring
Candice With SMiles😊
You’re welcome. I still believe in it too.
GEnerally I think of you as more positive than I, I am a realist, you are a realist with a tinge of dreamer and you have a deep faith and I love that because you always remind me to believe – which is such a valuable thing.
💙 We all need someone to remind us of things from time to time. I appreciate that we do this for each other.
I hope I do for you because you definitely do, for so many
You do, ma’am. Thank you.
You’re welcome, gladly.
You not only try, you succeed.
Beautiful piece with a powerful message of today – everyone’s searching for something genuine in a world of superficial distractions. Loved how you expressed it!
Thank you so very much. Again, I am extremely grateful to you for reading and commenting.
What a poignant piece of writing.❤️
Thank you!