My Plastic Architect

A poem about a man with the plans.

 

My Plastic Architect

Clean lines,

Sleek designs,

The heart of a

Cold-blooded killer.

 

All for plastic presentation,

And glorifying adoration.

 

Being in absolute control,

Is imperative,

To his detailed nature.

Critical to a fault.

 

Greed is the epicenter,

Of his beating heart.

Selfish motives,

Are always waiting,

Just below the surface.

 

Porsche dreams,

Meager means,

Pinto bean meals,

Broken-down beater-wheels,

Fake veneers.

 

Pent-up frustrations,

Competitive manipulations,

Skilled showman,

Dirty-diapered man/boy.

 

Weeks and weeks of sky miles,

Hot porn,
hotel rooms,

And worn-out hookers,

 

Years and years

Of broken-down dreams.

 

Not enough time,

For being real.

 

My plastic architect.

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

I thought this was awesome. I loved the descriptions as well. I loved it. Thanks for sharing. :)

[AlieahRose]

THIS IS SO REAL...
IRONIC THAT I SAY THAT...
WELL I SAW THE TITLE...
AND THAT WAS ENOUGH...
I ENJOYED THIS READ...

[M Garcia]

Nicely done. Great descriptions.

[Buddhistboy73]

Mmm...very interesting write, especially from the male perspective. Kinda reminds me of the film "The Thomas Crown Affair".....the idea of the unloved male, control freak....like how you portray the story here.....:)

[Black Cat Fever]

What a dreadful and sad state to be in! You did a great job on this one capturing the taste and feel of desperation building up.

[Steve]

This is different! A side i have yet to see of you my friend....

[loowzerX]

cool work :)

[G. Anderson]

How do you come up with these titles?
They're simply amazing.

Gage

[Mauricio Montoya]

Nice work.

[KL]

Plastic architect... an interesting take on 'judging a book by its cover.' It's truly amazing when you get past the initial impressions of someone and learn who they really are, in the hypothetical sense of going from flawless to flawful.