Poem: A Conversation


I need to have a conversation
with God, angels, humans
or the remains of my grey matter.


I need to have a conversation
that reminds me the words
for a functioning human, (a language lost).


I am being lost in a robotic world
last seen on level two
of unknown computer game, (dressed like a pirate on a spaceship).


I need to have a conversation
out of an addiction
out of pixel-sized  existence, (pixellated to extreme, streaming light).


Last seen jumping the cliff
into the abyss
blurred image in sleepless night
a conversation is all I need
I have a coffee and pizza instead
and continues the existence of the dead
in a robotic world of empty cycles
I finish the night shift
sleeping alone in a cold bed
I need a conversation
I lack the words.
January 13, 2016


About alaindesade

Novelist, songwriter and philosopher. Has special interest in human relations, evolution of mind, inter-cultural complications, and the concept of God.
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