Building A Nest Much More Complicated

[rowens]

I knew the title could prepare you for something that might seem complicated and jumbled. What I was trying to do here is compete with all the high speed communication technology: computers, cellphones, tvs, ipods. These things that steal people's attention, and overload them with things that simplify and over-intellectualize at the same time. How do I compete with these addictive devices, like cellphones that people pull out and start texting everybody they know everytime they have a clever or witty idea, or computer games that never end where you can be a wizard or a princess all day and night, or all these History Channel programs that make people start talking like smug physicist professors or religious scholars after a three hour marathon? I simply want to spend time with the person I love, but they have machines they carry with them everywhere that includes so many other people and other distractions, to the point that everybody's so scatterbrained and hyped up on addictions that you can feel no intimate connection. So do I have to make allusions and connections to all mediums of pop culture, science, spirituality, philosophy, drugs, etc., just to get your attention long enough to feel loved by you? Not all these other people in your phone, not all these other characters online, on tv, in songs, in books, not all these money-lenders, drug-dealers, work associates, and gossiping jerks, not all these ideas and theories and past mistakes: but me and you, singing our simple songs of love to each other when we're alone.--So, it is going for that scatterbrain effect. To answer Addy, I was thinking "I have none" in relation to a social world in which to show how ferocious a beast I can be compared to her Frog Prince and his social world. This is all what I was attempting to accomplish in this poem. Thanks for being interested enough to consider it with me.



Another thing I want to say about what I'm trying to do. The poem is the competing, rather than a description of the competition. It's in the process of processing itself every time you read it. I don't have a problem discussing background information on a poem I make when necessary. The subject matter is that of an escalating condition that I only see as becoming more prominent, and able to be taken for granted as evident, as communication becomes more technology based. Besides being a very personal poem.