Dear my hot Japanese ex-classmate

[Silas Thorne]

Dear my hot Japanese ex-classmate,

I lost your number.
I'd be a sheep with bleeters on
because you blur my edges,
and so I had to pull out all the live feeds
and trim the switches.

I never called.
I won't be a howling wolf then, prowling dark places,
since within the flitter-flash, your gaze,
my mind would lose its hinges.



I never called your number, lost it.
There were many too many empty O's.

[PrinceMyshkin]

I'd buy this just for


flitter-flash

but I love the bits of vernacular as well as your mimicry of Japanese-style English in the title. Arigato goseimasu!

[~Sophia~]

I never called your number, lost it.
There were many too many empty O's.

Great lines! What was it about school and crushes? Thanks for the memories!

[ampoule]

Love it!! I like all the lines mentioned above and that thing about your mind losing its hinges. :)

[PrinceMyshkin]

Great lines! What was it about school and crushes? Thanks for the memories!

Not to mention the mammaries in his other recent poem!

[firefangled]

You are very ingenious with words and not-words, my friend. This is not to mention the whole idea of this one. Quite original.

[Virgil]

:lol: Don't you hate it when something like that happens. I don't know what these lines exactly mean but they certainly carried meaning:

I'd be a sheep with bleeters on
because you blur my edges,
and so I had to pull out all the live feeds
and trim the switches. :D Nice Silas.

[Silas Thorne]

Thanks so much guys! :) Wasn't sure whether anyone would like it.

The not calling and losing of the number was entirely deliberate.