'Copulating Voltage'

Fireflies Fly through a fire filled man 
Deep determination that Ill never understand 
Killing all the memories of every single man 
Leaving no carcass Devouring every strand 

A single voltage for every memory 
Men and Women Copulating creating a synergy 
A type of passionate artillery 
Creating a connection even if it’s artificially 

We are all living in a distant land 
Hiding in a cesspool of hypocrisy 
Something that we will never understand 
A type of emotional allergy

Reviews

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

you and I must be in the same wickedly observant mood today~ with a twist of ire on the rim~
your title alone is enough to create sparks~ and then you draw it the length of the synregy in deep pulse~ captivating metaphorical flares~opening it right back to the audience ~ offering fire as looking glass for a much deeper reflection of self as it correlates to an unsteady world~

[Dream Weaver]

This is deeply intelligent with a great flow.
Very astute in it's entity...nice ink my friend.

[Pax Analog]

I'm looking at the "wires" of this poem and wondering if the "Copulating Voltage" is an antidote to the "cesspool of hypocrisy" and the "emotional allergy" or a toxic expression thereof. Needless to say, sex plays out both ways.

You seem to be marshaling a male/female copulating synergy as a guerrilla artillery to deal with the alienation fray.

I find myself wanting more extension, voltage, and disentanglement from this striking poem and its banner title.

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. i think the expression "emotional allergy" is sheer genius ... the journey to it is deftly steered with a superb flow of words and observations ... this definitely is a more cynical world than any of us bargained for ... sometimes the vibes are so cold that anyone's heart can freeze ... but then we have poetry ... and you do great justice to poetry ...

[Isolophobe]

this is the perfect usage of rhyming. it at least appears like a stream of consciousness that just so happened to rhyme, judging by how the words all flow into the next line perfectly.

both the first and last line are my favorites. incredible imagery in the first, and the last is astoundingly truthful.

[Matthews Reggie]

attractively wonderful title, and the poem truly loyal to the title...
beautiful rhyme scheme, metaphors and varied unexplored theme.. gud work.. There is well-hidden inner beauty in this poem...

[James Paulin]

Drives are ingredients that may own or be owned. I like the way you used the electric theme. My thought turned to Benjamin Franklin with his kite and key in a lighting storm.