Failed Seduction by Drunken Discussion

The failed seduction 
by drunken discussion
and skunk fueled 
consumption, leads to
a compunction dysfunction
suspended in animation 
the digital tides
of expulsion
catapult me into a
an eschewing propulsion
and the limitations
of re-imagination.

As far as I was aware
I was imprisoned 
in nothing more
than the realms of
Skype and FourSquare
but for the Feng Shui 
of trapped energies
and google-mapped memories 
adorning the locations
of complacent hallucinations
amid the dark fibre 
communications 
with a female
of Nordic persuasion. 

The compliments and comments 
and poems I sent
were lost to the myriad 
of random intent
I was attempting to be clever
and metaphysical
she on the other hand
was PHD level
and psychoanalytical 
ergo my metrical composition
was utterly lost 
in a conversation 
on metaphorical reproduction
and the magic and mysteries
of osmosis 
and the application
of modification
by transduction.

The moral of this tale
- if indeed there is one -
is if you are going to Skype 
with a mentally superior type
do not before hand 
have a blistering
smouldering
grass pipe
with a flagon of ale
lest you be a
gibbering earthling
destined to fail.

-- a word to the wise --

Author's Note

All thoughts are welcome

Reviews

[Glen Yumang Manese]

Here's another one --- I have to say made for a delightful read...it has the basis of a good bar story...and an appealing wit of intellectual punctuality...

[Lorriman]

Thanks Glen :) yeah, and its a true story; she was totally out of my league!